Bad Feelin’

I saw the crossroads
In her eyes
Heard "Superstitious"
When she said, "Nice
To meet you"

She wore a rose quartz
Around her neck
She had some kinda love potion
On her lips

A black cat in the alley
A blood moon on the rise
Reckon somebody kept a tally
Any time I ever rolled a pair of dice
Now I got a bad, bad feelin'
I ain't sellin' my soul, no
Lord, the devil don't mind stealin'

She ain't give me no money
Ain't even give me a song
Just snapped her pretty fingers
Like that, she was gone

Let's just stash it in the back of her Cadillac
Took it down the road a little ways to her Louisiana shack
Where she hung it on the wall with her voodoo dolls
Sometimes, y'all, I think I feel a needle in my back

A black cat in the alley
A blood moon on the rise
Reckon somebody kept a tally
Any time I ever rolled a pair of dice
Now I got a bad, bad feelin'
I ain't sellin' my soul, no
Lord, the devil don't mind stealin'

I also stashed it in the back of her Cadillac
Took it down the road a little ways to her Louisiana shack
Where she hung it on the wall with her voodoo dolls
Sometimes, y'all, I think I feel a needle in my back

Yeah, a black cat in the alley
A blood moon on the rise
Reckon somebody kept a tally
Any time I ever rolled a pair of dice

So I've seen a black cat in the alley
A blood moon on the rise
Reckon somebody kept a tally
Any time I ever rolled a pair of dice
Now I got a bad, bad feelin'
Bad, bad feelin'
No, I got a bad, bad feelin'
I ain't sellin' my soul
Lord, the devil don't mind stealin'