I like it    I don't like it

By bonnie bramlett and eric clapton

Im just a bad boy, long long ways from home.
Im just a bad boy, long long ways from home.
But I aint got nobody to bury me when Im dead and gone.

Well Im the cat that scratches and Im like a dog that bites.
Ill be your box of matches, baby, when you need a light.

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I used to have a little girl, only 16 years old,
But her mom and dad put me way out, way out in the cold.
I cant stay here no longer, my luck is running slow.
Gotta keep on moving but I aint got no place to go.

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