't it too bad mama, hey, too bad you're gonna cry Too bad you're going to cry, too bad you're gonna cry Too bad you're gonna cry baby, mm, ain't no lie
but you keep hanging on So trust me, baby and you'll see It's never too late to change your mind, get out And take what you need, it's never too late
Übersetzung: Bad Company. Too Bad.
Übersetzung: Bad Company. Never Too Late.
you keep hanging on, so trust me, baby and you'll see Chorus: It's never too late to change your mind - get out and take what you need It's never too
too bad mama, hey, too Bad you're going to cry, Too bad you're going to cry, too Bad you're going to cry, Too bad you're going to cry baby, mm, ain't
my East coast peeps Showbiz and A.G., P.E., B.D.P. G. Rap and Polo, Lords of the Underground They got it goin on The West coast got flavor too though
a tragedy just stayin' alive, stayin' alive, and all that. Jive talking , what you doing on your back, jive talking, more rap less crap. Times are bad, money is tight, ain't too
the key Oh, where are you tonight, sweet Marie? Now, I been in jail when all my mail showed That a man can't give his address out to bad company And
: Everything went from bad to worse, money never changed a thing, Death kept followin', trackin' us down, at least I heard your bluebird sing. Now somebody
know I'll try and make you laugh But if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we'll wait for it to pass And I will keep you company through those days
awake And turn on the lights This boy feels so alone Another bottle of wine Sings me to sleep When I sing my blues I know I?m keeping Bad company But
from the company fires Diesel oil in the trucks and cranes And the smell of burning tires But I've been around in Donkey Town Too long, baby ,too long
: I know how it feels to wake up fucked up With pockets on E, and bad company. I wish I had a key too open all the locks I'd open all the blocks,
afternoon sunburn, get it like a bad tattoo I get liquour riding half my grooves dont make us start slapping you, we get drunk in the afternoon sunburn, get it like a bad
me Cos the place I'm at, is way high in the sky I didn't want to die But the life I lived was just to reckless Too many bad marks on God's checklist
: I meet you for coffee We get together periodically I got a bad case I can't shake off of me The fevered walking round wondering how it ought to be
living standard and I move uptown, Bye-bye, baby, bye-bye. So long, my honey, so long. Too bad you had to drift away ?Cause I could use some company
