I m on the street yeah
I want you
I m looking for myself
I m gonna make it
I ll take it
Like everybody else
Belle of the fawning
I m yawning
Sister can t you spell
Above suspicion
Hey listen !
I m digging my own hell
Cause I want you bad
Cause I want you bad
And without peer
And without fear
I m without anyone at all
I m torn apart, decrying
How unjust you are
For bursting
My black heart
Cause you don t want me no more
But just you worry
Cause when they scratch-scratch my door
You ll hurry
Ah 1, 2, 3
This gun is loaded, devoted
You postulate the rest
Riding the seesaw
There s no law
That I have ever met
I m just a flat punk
On dead junk
Riding a vanguard
Cut from the vaunted
I m haunted, till death do us part
Cause I want you bad
Cause I want you bad
Fall in hate with me
With one trick
You will want it all
The yeah-yeah tears
The now and here
The without anyone at all
I m torn without
I m crying out for doom
Cause you don t want me no more
But babe don t worry
Cause when you scratch-scratch my door
I ll show you, either or ?
We are the lurking
The panzers
The black as coal as night
Stealing the stealthy
And stellar
Until we get it right
Notice the yearlings
The dead things, the pretty as you please
The pretty as you please
I am the regent, the marquis
Sowing my bad seeds
Cause I want you bad
Cause I want you bad
Fall in hate with me
With one trick
You will want it all
As St. Patrick pipes on!
©
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