Kinda Love It

I know them outlaws,
They get a bad name.
The ones that blow smoke,
The ones that go insane.
Dang, I done found me one,
I wouldn't hunt him
and I kinda love it.
He's a bad boy without a bad bone.
Kinda like a Desperado in that one song.
I'd be his one call from the jail phone.
I'd be there in the morning
With the money and a way home.
I got a tiger by the tail.
If he goes to hell,
Oh well.
And if he kills me, no,
I ain't above it.
Yeah, I hate to say it, but man,
I kinda love it.
I
Got a place to keep his boots.
If he ever puts down roots.