Bad Mixed Up Woman

Bad Mixed Up Woman

She’s a bad, mixed up woman, shouldn’t love her like I do
She don’t mean no good to no one, I know it to be true
I shoulda’ listened to my good friend, said she’ll make a mess of you

Money, booze, and cocaine is all she cares about
People say she’s insane, didn’t take long to figure that out
She’s a bad, mixed up woman, Lord there ain’t no doubt

She’s as fine as sweet wine, and she knows it very well
Watch her when she walks by, and you’ll fall right under her spell
Her beauty is of the heaven’s, but her soul is black as hell

Man you cannot escape, if you stare in her eyes
Once she sees you falling, she’ll have you hypnotized
She’s a bad, mixed up woman, and she’ll hang you out to dry

Well she’s a smooth talker, and she knows just what to say
She’ll make you think she loves you, make you think she wants to stay
But when your heart’s out on the table, she’ll freeze like a winter’s day

She’ll let you eat her apple, clean down to the core
Her fruit tastes the sweetest, but let yourself be warned
She’s a bad, mixed up woman, she’ll make you wish you never been born…
Never been born