No good man lovin' all the no good things never treats me as he should that ain't no good he's always bringing me down he's no saint heaven knows thats what he ain't spends his money foolishly not on me i'm the one who gets the run-around I ought to hate him and yet i love him so for i require love that's made of fire and in his arms i find i always get that kind no good man ever since the world began there have been other fools like me born to be in love with a no good man
