I'm a rambler with a short fuse just turn me on, then cut me loose
I'll down a dozen with a full house, smoke a left hand, then head on out
It's in my best interest to be home before the sun
But when has my best interest been priority number one
Oh, I'm so good at being bad
Oh, just throw away every care I had
I ain't worried about tomorrow, tonight
Right now it's the wrong things, done right
If I inhale a second wind don't draw the line, I'll cross it again
Come hell or high water, sleet or snow, no stack of silver, or pot of gold
Could keep me from living like a wild horse on the run
Lock and load another bullet, cause this ones left the gun
Oh, I'm so good at being bad
Oh, just throw away every care I had
I ain't worried about tomorrow, tonight
Right now it's the wrong things, done right
Oh, I'm so good at being bad
Oh, just throw away every care I had
I ain't worried about tomorrow, tonight
Right now it's the wrong things, done right
Oh, I'm so good at being bad
Oh, just throw away every care I had
I ain't worried about tomorrow, tonight
Right now it's the wrong things, done right