Criminal

[Verse 1:]
He is a hustler, he's no good at all
He is a loser, he's a bum, bum, bum, bum
He lies, he bluffs, he's unreliable
He is a sucker with a gun, gun, gun, gun
I know you told me I should stay away
I know you said he's just a dog astray
He is a rebel with a tainted heart
And even I know this ain't smart

[Chorus:]
But mama I'm in love with a criminal
And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical
Mama please don't cry, I will be alright
All reason inside I just can't deny, I love that guy

[Verse 2:]
He is a villain of the devil’s law
He is a killer just for fun, fun, fun, fun
That man's a snitch and unpredictable
He's got no conscious, he got none, none, none, none
All I know, should let go, but no
'Cause he's a rebel with a tainted heart
And even I know this ain't smart

[Chorus:]
But mama I'm in love with a criminal
And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical
Mama please don't cry, I will be alright
All reason inside I just can't deny, I love that guy

[Bridge:]
And he's got my name
Tatooed on his arm
His lucky charm
So I guess it's okay
He's with me
And I hear people talk
Trying to make remarks
Keep us apart
But I don't even hear
I don't care

[Chorus x2:]
'Cause mama I'm in love with a criminal
And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical
Mama please don't cry, I will be alright
All reason inside I just can't deny, I love that guy

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