She went and called me a damned old fool
Lord I need a good woman bad
Why'd she wanna make me so mad
There she goes
Now when I asked her to go to Sunday school
Well I saved my money and I bought her a car
Here she comes
The kind of woman that I'm likely to need
I treat that bad woman good
Hey maybe I've been had
I treat that bad woman good
I treat that bad woman good
Well I don't know why I let her walk on me
She's impolite as she can be
She looks good but she might not be
Now I'm startin' to think
Lord I need a good woman bad
I treat that bad woman good
She got it stolen outside the bar
I treat that bad woman good
Lord I need a good woman bad
Now I don't understand
Lord I need a good woman bad
Why'd she wanna make me so sad
