[Intro – Dirty blues guitar riff, Hammond organ, slow Southern groove] [Verse 1] I opened the door, and there you stood That look in your eyes, oh, this can't be good I said, “Again? So soon?” You just smiled Walked right on in, said, “We'll be a while” [Verse 2] Now, don't get me wrong, I ain't complaining But damn, girl, you're downright draining Thought I had nothing left in the tank Then you gave me that grin, and my whole mind went blank [Chorus – Big Southern blues swagger] You're bad for me, but you're so damn good Got me doing things I never thought I would You steal my sleep, make me late for work One little smile, and I'm going berserk Yeah, you're bad for me, everybody can see But if this is trouble, baby, trouble's fine with me [Verse 3] You're a fucking nymphomaniac, but who's gonna complain? Got me losing my sleep, damn near losing my brain I'm dragging my ass into work half-dead With a stupid little grin and you stuck in my head My boss says, “Boy, you look like hell!” I said, “You don't know the half of it, and I ain't gonna tell!” [Chorus] You're bad for me, but you're so damn good Got me doing things I never thought I would You steal my sleep, make me late for work One little smile, and I'm going berserk Yeah, you're bad for me, everybody can see But if this is trouble, baby, trouble's fine with me [Instrumental Break – Greasy blues guitar solo, stomping drums, Hammond organ] [Verse 4] Came home from work, barely on my feet There you were waiting, looking way too sweet I said, “Damn, woman, I just need some sleep” You said, “Come here, baby,” with a wink at me I tried to be strong, tried to play it cool But five seconds later, I'm your damn fool [Bridge – Half-time blues groove, playful spoken-sung delivery] I need eight hours, maybe nine or ten You just laugh and say, “How 'bout we go again?” I oughta say no, oughta get some rest But you know damn well how this ends, I guess [Final Chorus – Full band, gritty vocals, backing harmonies] You're bad for me, but you're so damn good Got me doing things I never thought I would You steal my sleep, make me late for work And somehow I'm smiling like a fucking jerk Yeah, you're bad for me, everybody can see But if this is trouble, baby, trouble's fine with me [Outro – Band drops out, lazy blues guitar lick] [Female voice – Playful whisper] “Again?” [Male voice – Exhausted] “Woman… you're gonna be the death of me.” [Female voice – Laughing] “So… is that a yes?” [Male voice – Long sigh] “Ah, fuck it.” [Final dirty guitar riff – Band hits one last chord]
