Bad News Baby

I always love the smell of a cigarette

Ever since I was a kid

Always wanted to taste it on my lips

And I am captivated by a smoking hand

And I never did understand

Until I caught a glimpse of you like this

And I'm giving into the mystery

One drag and suddenly I can't breathe

And I swear the smell of smoke in my hair

Will always remind me of when I thought I had everything

You are nothing but bad news, baby

I bet you're closing down a Tuesday night

Outside in the red porch light

Just lighting 'em up and looking around

'Cause you're just drunk enough to still drive home

But you don't wanna sleep alone

You need something that keeps out the cold

That's all I was, I know, I know

I'm giving into the mystery

One drag and suddenly I can't breathe

And I swear the smell of smoke in my hair

Will always remind me of when I thought I had everything

You're nothing but bad news, baby

Ah-ah-ah-ah, bad news, baby

Bad news, baby

Bad news, baby

Ah-ah-ah-ah, bad news, baby

Bad news, baby

Bad news, baby

Ah-ah-ah-ah