What are you like? You've had a right life
And taken a long ride, but oh what a cost
And all of your life, staring at white lines
Reading the road signs, and oh what a loss
Sleeping late in the afternoon, playing your guitar
Sleeping late in the afternoon, staying out till dawn
Born under a bad sign
Born under a bad sign
Now you're laying in the afterglow
And there's something that she wants to know
Are you going be the one to say
You belong to me, you belong to me
Born under a bad sign
Born under a bad sign
Born under a bad sign
Born under a bad sign