Bad Bad Boy (1973 Bob Harris BBC Session) - Nazareth

I’m a bad, bad boy

And I’m gonna steal your love

Said I’m a bad, bad boy

And I’m gonna steal your love

Come take me to your house

Then I’m gonna rip you off

Well, I made my first kill

With the old town girl

She was the apple of her daddy’s eye

Well, that woman looked up at me

And I said, «Honey we’ll be

Together 'til the day I die»

But I lied

I’m a bad, bad boy

And I’m gonna steal your love

I’m a bad, bad boy

And I’m gonna steal your love

Come take me to your house

Then I’m gonna rip you off

There seems to be no end

Of women who are lookin' for a man

My services don’t come cheap

But I help out when I can

Tell them lies that they wanna hear

And I really lead 'em on

Spend all of their money

And I’m long gone

I’m a bad, bad boy

And I’m gonna steal your love

I’m a bad, bad boy

And I’m gonna steal your love

Come take me to your house

Then I’m gonna rip you off

I’ve got tastes for fast cars

I don’t wanna settle down

The good life sure comes easily

With all the mugs around

The women they just come to me

I don’t have to look around

I move into their homes with them

Then I move on

I’m a bad, bad boy

And I’m gonna steal your love

I’m a bad, bad boy

I’m gonna steal your love

Come take me to your house

Then I’m gonna rip you off

I’m a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad

Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad boy

I’m bad, I’m bad, I’m bad

I’m such a, such a bad, bad boy

I’m gonna rip you off

Just take control of your mind

I’m a bad, bad boy

I’m gonna steal your love

I’m a bad, bad boy

I’m gonna steal your love

I’m gonna rip you off

Just take control of the time

I’m a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad

You know, I’m a bad boy

I’m so bad…