Evil Evil

Evil, Evil
lyrics and music by Patrick W. Carr

I come home in the evening
You've got all the lights turned out
I've got a bad feeling
That you're out messin' about

You are EVIL, EVIL
And you don't know how to treat a man
I wish there was something I could say
To make you understand
That I need a woman
Who knows how to treat a man

It seems like every time I get a paycheck
I have to pay the rent
Get a little money in my pocket, babe
And you've already got it spent

You are EVIL, EVIL
And you don't know how to treat a man
I wish there was something I could do
To make you understand
That I need a woman
Who knows how to treat a man

You know sometimes I get so lonely
I want to lie in my corner and cry
I want to make love to you darling
But you turn and ask me why

You are EVIL, EVIL
And you don't know how to treat a man
I wish there was something I could say
That would make you understand
That I need a woman
Who knows how to treat a man
You don't know how to treat a man

2005 by PWCarr Music