The Dead Bolts - Got It Bad

Look over your shoulder cause you thought you heard some talkin'
But I been gone for weeks

I never minded just to do a little walkin'
Towards the wrong end of the street

You wonder when I'm comin' back
That don't concern me babe

Too busy pickin up the slack
Aww you know I told you this ain't for free babe

And now you're askin' round when you don't wanna know
I like it better when you got some where to go

Don't call me your sweetheart
Don't call me your lover
When you got some other
That's drivin' you mad

Kick me on your doorstep
'Round three in the mornin'
But your still callin'
Like you got it bad

Ohh yeah

Well it always takes forever tryin' to get you out the joint
Every song's your favorite song

But it never takes forever tryin' to get straight to the point
Yeah it all just turns you on

You wonder when I'm comin' back
That don't concern me babe

Too busy pickin' up the slack
Yeah you know I told you this ain't for free babe

And now you're askin' round when you don't wanna know
I like it better when you got some where to go

Don't call me your sweetheart
Don't call me your lover
When you got some other
That's drivin' you mad

Kick me on your doorstep
'Round three in the mornin'
But your still callin'
Like you got it bad

Written by:
Eddie Hennessy

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