Bad Boy

Bad Boy
Girl, I would dial your number without lookin'
And you'd always pick it up as soon as it rang
And I'd hear you say, 'I hear my Mama coming'
And you'd hide the phone up underneath the sheets
And I'd hear her say, 'Girl, haven't I told you?
Yeah, I know who you're talking to
It's that bad boy
It's that wrong-side-of-the-tracks boy
That break-your-heart-and-won't-come-back boy
Why's that boy the one you love?'
You're not that bad boy

You weren't scared but you had every reason
Me and my boys were nothin' short of dangerous
But you said, 'Boy, you know I've heard you talk to Jesus
How's a tough guy like you afraid to love?'
You ain't so bad boy
You've done some things you can't take back, boy
But I see straight through that boy
And that boy is the one I love
You ain't so bad boy
No, you ain't so bad
You ain't so bad
Well, I remember sitting down beside your Mama
My hands shaking in my pocket with that ring
She said, 'Boy, I always knew you loved my daughter
She loves you too and I think I know what she sees'
So alright, bad boy
Long as them old habits don't come back, boy
You know that's how she lost her dad, boy
And that boy is the one I loved
He was my bad boy
He was my bad boy
Guess you ain't so bad
No, you ain't so bad