It’s guys like you baby That gives the a boys a bad name Keep your hands where I can see them Get the man out of me
Be my fancy boy Come to my room Glaring at my eyes Turn around that door
Woop woop Alright, okay
You have a world of your own Ba ba da da da do Such a ba ba da da da do Ba ba da da da do
Be my fancy boy Come to my room Glaring at my eyes Turn around that door
So head on home tonight honey Just be glad we didn’t kill anybody And I swear i’ll never tell anybody You were always looking at yourself in my mirror
So be there a quarter but get out son (?)
Bop bop duh nuh...
We’ll be squealing like animals When I’m on my knees I’m desperate, and I hear you’re liking me
Be my fancy boy Come to my room Glaring at my eyes Turn around that door
So head on home tonight honey Just be glad we didn’t kill anybody And I swear i’ll never tell anybody You were always looking at yourself in my mirror
So be there a quarter but get out son (?)
Think you’re such a badass Think you’re such a wrap Think you’re such a rebel
*scatting*
Think you’re such a badass Da da da da duh
Be my fancy boy Come to my room Glaring at my eyes Turn around that door
Be my fancy boy Come to my room Glaring at my eyes Turn around that door
I’m pure platinum Got the disc at home Why do I feel so bad Na na na na fun ...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
