Mmm, mmm, mmm,
mmm, mmm, mmm
I like a little girl,
she lives down on the avenue
The guy with that big 45,
he likes the same little girl too
Now she's rich and she's pretty,
and I can tell by the way she walks
She make a blind man see
and a dumb man talk
But she is bad, bad business
Bad, bad business
Bad, bad business
Bad, bad business
Say what you want, do what you will
But she's bad,
bad business for me
There's parked in the dark
I think it was one night last year
And I peeped through the window
He had this big .45
Now he pulled down on the trigger
and the thing wouldn't fire
But while he was still snappin'
I tried my best to fly
But that was bad, bad business
Tiny bad business
Ooh, bad, business
Bad, business
Say what you want, do what you will
But that was bad, bad business for me
They tell me he got so mad
that he made my little girl cry.
Next day I found out about it
and I wanted to know why.
went all the way over to his house
and I stalked on his door
but I declared to the world
I'll never do nothing like that no more cause that was bad,
bad business
Bad, bad business
Bad, bad business
Bad, bad business
Say what you want, do what you will
But that was bad,
bad business for me
I'm going to go back up in the mountains
and see if I can't find me a quiet girl.
One that's for me by myself.
Only.