Letras:Billie Holiday. No Good Man.

No good man
Lovin' all the no good things
Never treats me as he should
That ain't no good

He's always bringing me down, he's no saint
Heaven knows that's what he ain't
Spends his money foolishly, not on me
I'm the one who gets the run around

I ought to hate him and yet I love him so
For I require love that's made of fire
And in his arms I find
I always get that kind

No good man
Ever since the world began
There have been other fools like me
Born to be in love with a no good man