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W.a.s.p. - B.a.d. W.a.s.p. - B.a.d. |
*** Autor textu: Blackie Lawless | B.A.D.
Your hear the cries of love, a sad tune
And feel the salt-lick stingin´ loves wound
Those tears that you cry leave a blood stain
They fall to the ground like a sweet rain
Cos bad girls they do
B.A.D. -Bad, make your mom and daddy sad
B.A.D. - Bad, It´s the bloody fix you do Oh, look out
You see what´s in your head, fantasy
And need, but you can´t have B.A.D.
Call a spade a spade only if you want to
Cos by any other name itˇs taboo
Cos bad boys they do
B.A.D. - Bad, makke your mom and daddy sad
B.A.D. - Bad, It´s the bloody fix you do, they bloody fix you do
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