Bad Stuff

Let me mix your magic potion
We got a house to talk
He hands out paper kisses
Blind man’s way to talk

Hey, hold on me baby
Let me think before he comes
I said, hey! Bad stuff, get outta here

You know he waters down his poison
It’s mixed with blood and power
He gave some to a stranger
Who gave him a son

Hey, hold on me baby
You better think before he comes
I said, hey! Bad stuff, get outta here
Get in ’n’ out

I said he sure looks awful ugly
He ain’t got no comfort, hey
With grace in his backhand
He sure ain’t built for love

Hey, hold on me baby
You better think before he comes
I said, hey! Bad stuff, get outta here

I said he sure looks awful ugly
He ain’t got no comfort, hey
With grace in his backhand
He sure ain’t built for love

Hey, hold on me baby, you'd better think before he comes
So I said hey, bad stuff, get out of here
Yeah I said hey, bad stuff, get outta here
So I said hey, bad stuff