When you insist on excluding
The tenderness that's in my
kiss,
Then you've got it bad girl,
you've got it bad girl.
If you try to display an emotion,
That will contradict itself,
You will find your heart just
sitting
Like a statue on a shelf,
on a shelf, on a shelf.
Should you depend on an outlet,
Through which an escape can
be found,
Then you've got it bad girl,
you've got it bad girl.
If you don't see there's no
way out,
Just no way of getting around
me,
Then you've got it bad girl,
you've got it bad girl.
Yes, you know the plans I am
making,
Are intended to capture you,
So you practice false reactions,
To delay the things I do,
the things I do,
things I do, foolish you.
You've got it bad girl, you've
got it bad.
There's no reward in detouring
My deep sincerity.
Especially since what you're
feeling,
Is perfectly clear to me,
clear to me, clear to me.
Before you discover the feeling,
You've tried very hard to
hide,
You've got it bad girl, you've
got it bad girl.
But when you can find just
a small space,
To let my love live in your
mind,
Then you'll have it good girl,
you'll have it good girl.
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