60 lyrics for "You bad, bad boy"

Every lie you tell comes true (true) But I still wanna be with you (you) I blame it on you (yeah) Bad boy make a bad girl, bad boy make a bad girl I blame it on you, I blame it on you You, I blame it on you, I blame it on you Uh-huh, so good, but I know
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(I'm bad at love) Each time the feeling fades Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I Always make the same mistakes, yeah Always make the same mistakes 'cause I'm bad at love I know that you're afraid I'm gonna walk away Got a boy back home in Michigan
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We do the bad boy boogie Have a drink on the boys We'll entertain you in style I got my finger in the pie It's just a lick and a promise In the back seat of my car Found a girl she's mama's pride I tatooed her and now she's mine
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For just one yesterday (I know I’m bad news) (I saved it all for you) Anything you say can and will be held against you So only say my name If heaven’s grief brings hell’s rain Then I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday I want to teach you a
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(You got that super bass) Can't you hear that boom, boom-badoom boom, boom badoom-boom? Boom-badoom boom, boom badoom-boom? Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away Beating like a drum and it's coming your way (Yeah that's the super bass) Boom, boom, boom,
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No, it's not supposed to go like that Tommy found his daddy's gun And Joey had never seen one Real cowboy all dressed up As he held it in his hand Said, "You be good and I'll be bad" Then he pulled the trigger back Stopped little Tommy in his tracks
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Boy, oh boy I love ya when I fall for that But I'm weak, and what's wrong with that? One sip, bad for me One hit, bad for me One kiss, bad for me But I give in so easily And no thank you is how it should've gone I should stay strong I'm weak, and what's
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It's a bad religion Taxi driver But boy you need prayer, I guess it couldn't hurt me If it brings me to my knees This unrequited love To me it's nothing but A one-man cult And cyanide in my Styrofoam cup I could never make him love me
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Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain Moonlight makes me dizzy Sunlight makes me clean Your light is the sweetest thing That this boy has ever seen I got a friend in Fremont He sells used cars, ya know Well, he calls me up twice a year Just ask me how'd
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