Don't try to put the blame on me Every night I come stealin' home You keep thinkin' I've been drinkin' I've been missin' you – no – no Damn sheriff ain't no friend of mine Hand-coffin' my good times Got no pity, show no mercy Sure makes me think of you He's so uptight Downtown – can't get enough Of the way I pay for love Cause I'm ready – I got plenty Who's complainin' when there's no more than enough A deck of cards and a pair of dice Make me feel twice as nice The wheel's spinnin' and I'm winnin' 'til I walk through the door Like I said before: It's bad news to fall in love (3x) With a mean motherfucker Half dead 'til the afternoon Wake up feelin' cruel You don't get it – I just said it Pour the booze and fetch my silver spoon Don't mind bein' critical This love thing's pitiful Why don't you let it Fade and forget it I'm bad news for a girl like you And I'm warnin' you It's bad news to fall in love (3x) With a mean motherfucker
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