No good man Lovin all the good things Never treats me as he should That aint no Hes always bringing me down Hes no saint Heaven knows what he aint Spends his money foolishly Not me the one who gets the run-around
I ought to hate him yet I love him so For I require Love made of fire And in his arms I I always get that kind No good man Ever since world began There have been other fools like me Born to be love with a no good man