Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Prick
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin McMahon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Warne Livesey
Producer
Alan Moulder
Mixing Engineer
Testi
I don't mind telling you, I don't mind
Don't try changing me now, model for your ways
(Hey, Joe, make it so, make it so)
You're wasting your time, drop dead in my doorway
(Hey, Joe, whaddya know, what do you know?)
Looking in space, you won't find it there
(Hey, Ray, is this the way we're gonna live?)
Sell our bodies on Sunset Strip?
I go it bad
(I can't wait till they think it's good)
I got it bad
(I can't wait till it's understood)
I got it bad
(Doo, doo-doo, doo, doo-doo, doo)
(Doo, doo-doo, doo, doo-doo, doo)
Don't try pulling my leg with your name-dropping chatter
(Hey, Joe, whaddya know, what do you know?)
'Cause, you don't got me pegged, no rung on your ladder
(Hey, Joe, make it so, make it so)
If I ever get through, watch out
I know what it takes, you got what that is
And this is the break, I can make you
I know what it takes, you got what that is
And this is the break, I can make you
I got it bad
(I can't wait till they think it's good)
I got it bad
(I can't wait till it's understood)
I got it bad
(Shame for the fame and the name of the game)
(Doo, doo-doo, doo, doo-doo, doo)
(Doo, doo-doo, doo, doo-doo, doo)
(Doo, doo-doo, doo, doo-doo, doo)
Hey, Ray, is this the way we're gonna live?
Sell our bodies on Sunset Strip?
Bad
(I can't wait till they think it's good)
I got it bad
(I can't wait till it's understood)
I got it bad
(I can't wait till they say good)
I got it bad
I got it bad
(Shame for the fame and the name of the game)
Writer(s): Kevin Mcmahon
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