I Wrote a Song and It Turned out Bad

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She gonna do what she want to do
You feel bad for every time that she have
We got a hundred, now sink that fast
She leak a hundred dollar in that smile

I like the music but she makin' me mad
I wrote a song and it turned out bad
They love you, baby, won't you call them back?
You write a letter and they lose that mail, like

I lost my friend and they never comin' back
I gotta go where you want to go
But I feel bad for every friend you have
You wrote a song, turned out so bad, like

A bad friend, never comin' back
My bad friend, never comin' back
Yeah, my bad friend

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Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Amos
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