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