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