Too Bad
Music by M. Crolius
Words by M. Crolius, J. Christen

She caught my eye and in a wink
I asked her if she'd share a drink
She looked through me like I was a ghost
I tried to find the perfect line
I knew I didn't have much time
All I did was lie and boast
Said I owned a football team
Had an offshore account in Belize
I used to be a secret agent man

She said..."Too bad you keep talking
Too bad keep on walking
Too bad that you think you're way too bad"
She said..."Too bad you keep talking
Too bad keep on walking
Too bad but you're really just too bad"

She walked away I pursued
Thought maybe I should tell the truth
Stood my ground and read my resume
Said, "I got the house and the car
I might not be no movie star
But I'll treat you right every night and day"
That's when she whispered in my ear
"I thought I made it fairly clear but I'll say it
One more time just for you"

She said..."Too bad you keep talking
Too bad keep on walking
Too bad that you think you're way too bad"
She said..."Too bad you keep talking
Too bad keep on walking
Too bad but you're really just too bad"

I watched her strut around the club
Until she found the perfect stud
Handsome as a man could ever be
She told him she was quite a find
And that she'd love to blow his mind
She said, "I got it all everything you need
She brushed her leg against his thigh
Thought I was about to cry
Until I heard just what he had to say

She said..."Too bad you keep talking
Too bad keep on walking
Too bad that you think you're way too bad"
She said..."Too bad you keep talking
Too bad keep on walking
Too bad but you're really just too bad