Walking down the road
With an old blade in your hand
Johnny too bad, that's what they say
Walking down the road
With a blade in your waist
Johnny too bad, Johnny too bad
Don't you play come faking
You're looking and mistaking
Too bad
You're hurrying and you're shooting
You're losing, told you
You're too bad
Just one of these days
You're going to make your woman cry
Ooh, Johnny too bad
One of these days
You're going to make your woman cry
Cause Johnny, you're so bad
That's what they tell me about you
With you looking and sticking
Switchblade a-picking
Too bad
Oh I told you, yes you did it
Don't you, I told you, too bad
That's what they say about you
Walking down the road
You're going to hear a voice say
Go, Johnny, where you're going to run to
Come that sweet day
You may be walking down the road
You're might hear a voice say
Go, Johnny, where you're going to run to
Come that sweet day
You might run to the rock for rescue
You'll find a rock, you'll find a rock there
Run to the rock for rescue
There will be no rock, be no rock at dawn
Walking down the road
With a blade in your waist
(Johnny too bad)
Johnny too bad, Johnny too bad
Walking down the road
With a blade in your, with a blade your waist
You're too bad Johnny, too bad Johnny, too bad Johnny
With your blade a picking, switchblade licking
Too bad
With you licking and sticking, blade come picking
Too bad, that's what they say about you
With your blade come licking, licking, sticking
That's what they say about you
Licking, sticking, too bad
Johnny go walking
Johnny go talking
Johnny go walking
Johnny go talking
Johnny go walking now
Johnny go talking
Johnny go out
Too bad
Johnny