Lyrics:

Sittin Here Thinkin bout You And Me
its A Cryin Shame cause Its Plain To See
you Made Me Love You So Bad
you Made Me Love You So Bad
you Made Me Love You So Bad
too Bad Youre No Good

you Smile Like An Angel Lie Like A Rug
you Wouldnt Change If You Could cause Its In Your Blood
you Made Me Love You So Bad
you Made Me Love You So Bad
you Made Me Love You So Bad
too Bad Youre No Good

midnight Knockin, Youre Droppin Around
trash Talkin And Stalkin Me Down
better Watch Out When You Play That Game
i Got A Thirty-Eight Special On A Forty-Five Frame

call The Preacher, Call The Police
with A Man Like You, Its Famine Or Feast
you Made Me Love You So Bad
you Made Me Love You So Bad
you Made Me Love You So Bad
too Bad Youre No Good

well, I Talked To Your Mother; She Knows I Tried
i Talked To Your Brother; He Was On My Side
but The Hardest Thing To Comprehend
is, If I Had To Do It Over, Id Do It Again

call The Preacher, Call The Police
with A Man Like You, Its Famine Or Feast
you Made Me Love You So Bad
you Made Me Love You So Bad
you Made Me Love You So Bad
too Bad Youre No Good

you Made Me Love You So Bad, Bad, Bad
too Bad Youre No Good