Blues Man - Midnight Riders

Well I’m a half-ton son of a gun

With a suitcase full of pistols and money

Come down, woman, I’m gone

But tonight can be your lifetime, honey

Goddamn girl, I’m your man girl, I’ll get your engine singin'

This sounds good, let me under your hood

And we can find out what I’m bringin'

I’m one bad man

One bad man

Well I’m a blood hound heading straight down

Looking for some women and whiskey

A bar fight to start the night then

I’m looking for a kitty to frisk me

Nice legs, making me beg

Your mini and your rattlesnake smile

Well it’s late, we go back to your place

I’ll rattle your cage for a while

I’m one bad man

One bad man

The next mornin', you’re still snorin'

Pick my leathers up off the floor

Rifle through your purse, got to quench my thirst

And I’m headin' straight out your door

Well well, see me in hell, why don’t that surprise me none?

Some day I’ll be back this way, does your sister want to have some fun?

I’m one bad man!

Yeah!

Ooh!

One bad man

One bad man

One bad man

One bad man

One bad man