Bad Songtext
von Phil Hamilton

I met a girl, she′s pretty as can be
Sweeter than honey, fell in love with me
She's one of a kind
She′ll kiss you like the devil
She can party all night and drink 'til four
There ain't no keepin′ up with a country girl
Her love is sweeter than homemade wine

She drinks Bud Light from a coffee cup
Pack of Marlboro Lights, turn the music up
Occasional toke and she′s feelin' fine
She′s wild and crazy but she's all mine

′Cause she's a bad, bad girl
I just wanted in her world
She drew a line and held my mind
But in the end I said goodbye
To a bad, bad girl
Hey


She don′t pick up the phone when her mama calls
When she was a kid, they couldn't keep her at home
She listens to no one, especially not me
One day I asked her to meet my folks
She said, "Nah, I think I'd rather just sit on the porch
And watch the sun rise with you"

She had me singin′ hallelujah
Like an angel only could

′Cause she's a bad, bad girl
She′s a bad, bad girl
That's right

When I look back on the times we had
Picture of her in that old trucker hat
I think to myself, "I hope she′s doin' fine"
′Cause there ain't nothing sweeter to me
To know the Lord's blessed her with a family
And a good, good man who treats her right
I′ll always know she used to be mine


′Cause she's a bad, bad girl
I just wanted in her world
She drew a line and held my mind
But in the end I said goodbye
To a bad, bad girl
A bad, bad girl
She′s a bad, bad girl
Yes, she is