Don't Make Me a Bad Guy

I may not sit in the front row every Sunday
But that don’t mean that I don’t believe
I may not show up for work on Monday
But sometimes, I need a little time off for me
Yeah I drink too much
And I’m known for the way I cuss
And I may not be the man your mama wants you to love
But that don’t make me a bad guy
Don’t go judging me by the way I fly too high sometimes
I ain’t afraid to take a little walk on the wild side of life
What’s wrong when something’s right?
Baby, that don’t make me a bad guy
My night out with the boys might last all weekend
But I always seem to find my way home
I drive my Harley up n down the highway
Whenever I get that sudden itch to roam
Girl, I go non-stop
And I give life all I got
It’s just me being me
Either it’s your thing or it’s not
Yeah I drink too much
And I’m known for the way I cuss
And I may not be the man your mama wants you to love