B.a.d You hear the cries of love – a sad tune And feel the salt-lick stingin' love?s 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 you 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 it's taboo Cos bad boys they do
B.A.D.– Bad, make your mom and daddy sad B.A.D.– Bad, It's the bloody fix you do, the bloody fix you do
B.A.D.– Bad, make your mom and daddy sad B.A.D.– Bad, gonna drive you raving mad B.A.D.– Bad, make your mom and daddy sad B.A.D.– Bad It's the bloody fix you do
