Bad for Me (Acoustic)

Girl get in my bed and don't you turn off them lights

Cause when God made you He took His time

And throw that pretty little yellow dress on the floor

Cause where we're going you ain't need it no more

And I can't wrap this moment around my mind

Cause she tastes like heaven

Mixed with a little hell

She's sweeter than some sun-tea

But she ain't no angel

The kind you take home to mama

And makes it hard to breathe

She's a good girl

But she's only bad for me

I didn't know perfect 'til I saw her there dancing in my t-shirt

My mind goes buckwild watching her smile in her pictures

She says "Baby why don't you come in here and hold me in this kitchen?"

I tell her "Ima take you back to bed and show you what you're missing."

We ain't gotta have all the answers right now

But the way you make your body move girl gets me in the clouds

She tastes like heaven

Mixed with a little hell

She's sweeter than some sun-tea

But she ain't no angel

The kind you take home to mama

And makes it hard to breathe

She's a good girl

But she's only bad for me

Only bad for me