歌曲 | Bad Boy Clyde |
歌手 | Esthero |
专辑 | Wikked Lil' Grrrls (U.S. Release) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
She knew this love would break her heart | |
But rebellion always turned her on | |
She liked the dangerous type, | |
pullin' stick up heists. | |
Waitin' for him to come around so | |
they could be alone | |
And she would say… | |
Bad Boy Clyde, you know you drive me wild | |
Put away your gun, why don't you play with me? | |
Rollin' with your boys, you're always on the run | |
For just this once, why can't you stay with me? | |
She had a gut feeling, call it intuition | |
Wishing that it would subside | |
It's just a day like any other, | |
there's no need to cause a fight | |
He has to go, his boys are | |
counting on him, you know | |
Oh my my… | |
Bad Boy Clyde, you know you drive me wild | |
Put away your gun, why don't you play with me? | |
Rollin' with your boys, you're always on the run | |
For just this once, why can't you stay with me? | |
Bad Boy Clyde, you know you drive me wild | |
Put away your gun, why don't you play with me? | |
Rollin' with your boys, you're always on the run | |
For just this once, why can't you stay with me? | |
Thinkin' about, thinkin' | |
about the life that we have | |
You're always on the run | |
(you were always running around) | |
Thinkin' about what you take for granted | |
And if you cared about yourself, | |
you'd let go baby | |
(The cycle never ends) | |
I love me, I love me some bad bad boys |
She knew this love would break her heart | |
But rebellion always turned her on | |
She liked the dangerous type, | |
pullin' stick up heists. | |
Waitin' for him to come around so | |
they could be alone | |
And she would say | |
Bad Boy Clyde, you know you drive me wild | |
Put away your gun, why don' t you play with me? | |
Rollin' with your boys, you' re always on the run | |
For just this once, why can' t you stay with me? | |
She had a gut feeling, call it intuition | |
Wishing that it would subside | |
It' s just a day like any other, | |
there' s no need to cause a fight | |
He has to go, his boys are | |
counting on him, you know | |
Oh my my | |
Bad Boy Clyde, you know you drive me wild | |
Put away your gun, why don' t you play with me? | |
Rollin' with your boys, you' re always on the run | |
For just this once, why can' t you stay with me? | |
Bad Boy Clyde, you know you drive me wild | |
Put away your gun, why don' t you play with me? | |
Rollin' with your boys, you' re always on the run | |
For just this once, why can' t you stay with me? | |
Thinkin' about, thinkin' | |
about the life that we have | |
You' re always on the run | |
you were always running around | |
Thinkin' about what you take for granted | |
And if you cared about yourself, | |
you' d let go baby | |
The cycle never ends | |
I love me, I love me some bad bad boys |
She knew this love would break her heart | |
But rebellion always turned her on | |
She liked the dangerous type, | |
pullin' stick up heists. | |
Waitin' for him to come around so | |
they could be alone | |
And she would say | |
Bad Boy Clyde, you know you drive me wild | |
Put away your gun, why don' t you play with me? | |
Rollin' with your boys, you' re always on the run | |
For just this once, why can' t you stay with me? | |
She had a gut feeling, call it intuition | |
Wishing that it would subside | |
It' s just a day like any other, | |
there' s no need to cause a fight | |
He has to go, his boys are | |
counting on him, you know | |
Oh my my | |
Bad Boy Clyde, you know you drive me wild | |
Put away your gun, why don' t you play with me? | |
Rollin' with your boys, you' re always on the run | |
For just this once, why can' t you stay with me? | |
Bad Boy Clyde, you know you drive me wild | |
Put away your gun, why don' t you play with me? | |
Rollin' with your boys, you' re always on the run | |
For just this once, why can' t you stay with me? | |
Thinkin' about, thinkin' | |
about the life that we have | |
You' re always on the run | |
you were always running around | |
Thinkin' about what you take for granted | |
And if you cared about yourself, | |
you' d let go baby | |
The cycle never ends | |
I love me, I love me some bad bad boys |