Your butt is mine Gonna take you right Just show your face In broad daylight Im telling you On how I feel Gonna hurt your mind Dont shoot to kill Come on, Come on, Lay it on me all right... Im giving you On count of three To show your stuff Or let it be . . . Im telling you Just watch your mouth I know your game What youre about Well they say the skys the limit And to me thats really true But my friend you have seen nothing Just wait til I get through . . . Because Im bad, Im bad-come on (bad bad-really, really bad) You know Im bad, Im bad-you know it (bad bad-really, really bad) You know Im bad, Im bad-come on, you know (bad bad-really, really bad) And the whole world has to answer right now Just to tell you once again, Whos bad . . . The word is out Youre doin wrong Gonna lock you up Before too long, Your lyin eyes Gonna take you right So listen up Dont make a fight, Your talk is cheap Youre not a man Youre throwin stones To hide your hands But they say the skys the limit And to me thats really true And my friends you have seen nothin Just wait til I get through . . .

Bad Boy di Den Harrow

Woo-woo Dear mummy, Dear Daddy, You had plans forme, I was your only son. And long before this baby boy could count to three, You knew just what he would become. Run along to school, No child of mine grows up a fool, Run along to school. When you tried to tell me what to do, I just shut my mouth and smiled at you, One thing that I know for sure BAD BOYS Stick together, never Sad Boys GOOD GUYS They made rules for fools, so get wise... Dear Mummy, Dear Daddy, Now I'm nineteen as you see, I'm handsome, tall, and strong. So what the hell gives you the right to look at me, As if to say "Hell, what went wrong?" Where were you last night? You look as if you had a fight. Where were you last night? Well I think that you may just be right, But don't try to keep me in tonight, Because I'm big enough to break down the door. BAD BOYS Stick together, never Sad Boys GOOD GUYS They made rules for fools, so get wise... Boys like you, are bad through and through. Still, girls like me, always seem to be with you.... We can't help but worry, You're in such a hurry, Mixing with the wrong boys, Playing with the wrong toys. Easy girls, And late nights, Cigarettes, and love bites Why do you have to be so cruel? YOU'RE SUCH A FOOL BAD BOYS Stick together, never Sad Boys GOOD GUYS They made rules for fools, so get wise...