2 Bad Mice

Nick Cave & The Bad Seed

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Babe, I Got You Bad

Oh babe, I've got you bad,

Dreaming blood-wet dreams

Only mad men have;

Baby, I got you bad,

I wish to God I never had

And it a'makes me feels so sad,

Oh, baby I got you bad,

Yeah babe, I got you bad.

I long for your kiss,

The turn of your mouth

Your body is a long thing heading South

And I don't know what I'm talking about,

All my words don't matter

Oh baby, I got you bad.

The seasons have gone wrong,

And I lay me down in a bed of snow

Darling, since you've been gone,

Well, my hands they don't know where to go

And all my teeth are bared,

I got you so much I'm scared,

Oh baby, I got you bad.

With a sweep of my hand,

I undid all the plans

That exploded the moment I kissed you

On your small hot mouth

And your caramel limbs

Which are hymns to the glory that is you;

Look at me darling, it's sad sad sad

Oh look at me darling, it's sad sad sad,

But baby I got you bad.

Smoke bellowing from the bridges

And the rivers we swam in are boilin'

And my hands are reaching for you everywhere,

But you're not there, or you're recoiling

And a weary moon dangles from a cloud,

Oh darling I know it's not allowed

To say I've got you bad.

I got you bad...