Bad Man

So you, You tell me why you always let me down And you, You tell me on why you give me the run-around There's no answer for half the things that you've done And you remember that I'll always owe you one You're a bad man One day you'll realise just what you've done to me And one day you'll realise what you've done to your family Yeah you've gotta, gotta be the worse thing that's around Everyone they know that you never buy a round You're a bad man You treat your mother as bad as bad could be You even pay your deadly debts out of the gas money You ain't got much ball control, your own biggest fan So just you remember you're a dirty no good bad man You're a bad man You're a bad man Go on then take your old man's money go on Dont turn out for the football, You're a badman Leave your bird on her own, never treat her or anything Never give no money away either, You're a badman You're dirty You know what, You're a rotter And we all know that, you're a badman You're a badman