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(Na-na-na-na, c'mon) (Na-na-na-na, c'mon) (Na-na-na-na-na, c'mon) (Na-na-na-na, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon) (Na-na-na-na-na, c'mon) (Na-na-na-na, c'mon) (Na-na-na-na-na, c'mon) (Na-na-na-na, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon) (Na-na-na-na-na) Feels so good being bad (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) There's no way I'm turning back (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Now the pain is my pleasure 'cause nothing can measure (Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Love is great, love is fine (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Out the box, outta line (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) 'Cause I might be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it Sticks and stones may break my bones But chains and whips excite me 'Cause I might be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it Sticks and stones may break my bones But chains and whips excite me Na-na-na-na, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon I like it, like it, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon Now, now, now, now, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon I like it, like it, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon I like it, like it Love is great, love is fine (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Out the blocks, outta line (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) 'Cause I might be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it Sticks and stones may break my bones But chains and whips excite me Na-na-na-na-na, c'mon Na-na-na-na, c'mon Na-na-na-na-na, c'mon Na-na-na-na, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon Na-na-na-na-na, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon I like it, like it, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon Now, now, now, now, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon I like it, like it, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon I like it, like it S-S-S and M-M-M S-S-S and M-M-M S-S-S and M-M-M S-S-S and M-M-M (C'mon) (C'mon) (C'mon) (C'mon)
Writer(s): Robert James Smith, Sandy Julien Wilhelm, Laurence Andrew Tolhurst, Mikkel Storleer Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen, Ester Dean Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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