Bad As Me - Tom Jones

You’re the nail on the cross

You’re the fly in my beer

You’re the key that got lost

You’re the letter from Jesus

On the bathroom wall

You’re mother superior

In only a bra

You’re the same

You’re the same

You’re the same kind of bad

The same kind of bad as me

You’re the same kind of bad as me

The same kind of bad as me

I’m the hat on the bed

I’m the coffee instead

The fish or cut bait

The detective up late

I’m the blood on the floor

And the thunder and roar

The boat that won’t sink

I just won’t sleep a wink

You’re the same kind of bad as me

The same kind of bad as me

You’re the same kind of bad

The same kind of bad

The same kind of bad as me

You’re no good, they say?

Well that’s good enough for me

You’re the wreath that caught fire

You’re the preach to the choir

You bite down on the sheet

But your teeth have been wired

You’re the skin in the rain

You’re trying to shift

You’re grinding the gears

You’re trying to shift

You’re the same kind of bad as me

The same kind of bad as me

The same kind of bad

The same kind of bad

The same kind of bad as me

They told me you were no good

But I know you’ll take care of all my needs

Because you’re the same kind of bad as me

I’m the mattress in the back

I’m the old gunnysack

I’m the one with the gun

Most likely to run

I’m the car in the weeds

If you cut me, I’ll bleed

You’re the same kind of bad as me

You’re the same kind of bad as me

You’re the same kind of bad as me

You’re the same kind of bad

The same kind of bad

The same kind of bad as me

You’re the same kind of bad as me

The same kind of bad as me

You’re the same kind of bad

The same kind of bad

The same kind of bad as me