Lyrics

Yeah-ye-eah Da-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-mm White shirt now red, my bloody nose Sleepin', you're on your tippy-toes Creepin' around like no one knows Think you're so criminal Bruises on both my knees for you Don't say "Thank you or please" I do what I want when I'm wanting to My soul, So cynical So you're a tough guy Like it really rough guy Just can't get enough guy Chest always so puffed guy I'm that bad type Make your mama sad type Make your girlfriend mad tight Might seduce your dad type I'm the bad guy, duh (ha-ha) Da-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra I'm the bad guy Yeah-ye-e-ah I like it when you take control Even if you know that you don't Own me, I'll let you play the role I'll be your animal My mommy likes to sing along with me But she won't sing this song If she breathes all the lyrics She'll pity the men I know (hey) So you're a tough guy Like it really rough guy Just can't get enough guy Chest always so puffed guy I'm that bad type Make your mama sad type Make your girlfriend mad tight Might seduce your dad type I'm the bad guy, duh I'm the bad guy Hey I'm only good at being bad Bad
Writer(s): Marshall B. Iii Mathers, Laura Giordano, Gian Piero Reverberi, Bobbie Gentry, Walter Murphy, Larry Darnell Jr. Griffin, Mark Landon, Sarah A. Jaffe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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