Bad Things

Mother always told me to be humble, kind And to make good choices But when it comes to you I'm a selfish bitch who wants to do bad, bad things I put your name on my bucket list Right under "getting lit with Oprah down in Cancun" "Steal a Porsche from the parking lot" I need to cross that off before I get you in my bedroom 'Cause I got a special little place, I'm saving just for us You wrote the book on being bad, so I'ma study up I wanna do bad (bad), bad (bad) things to you Cuff your hands to the bed (bed), bed (bed), have my way with you If you don't break a sweat, you're not doing it right I'm the nightmare that you want when you turn off the light I do bad (bad), bad (bad), bad things to you Listen, I'll use my nails to carve my name on your back (your back) Call that a crazy bitch tat' Let everybody know that, boy (let 'em know) You off the market, yeah, I'm scooping you up And now you're buying me lunch Jerking to pics of my butt (you like that?) My lips taste like Hennessy, I'm gonna be nasty Baby, you taught me so well (so nasty) I'm falling from grace, now let's go to fourth base And I'll show you the sweet side of hell 'Cause I got a special little place, I'm saving just for us You wrote the book on being bad, so I'ma study up I wanna do bad (bad), bad (bad) things to you Cuff your hands to the bed (bed), bed (bed), have my way with you If you don't break a sweat, you're not doing it right I'm the nightmare that you want when you turn off the light I do bad (bad), bad (bad), bad things to you (Bad, I wanna do bad) (I wanna do bad, bad to you) turn off the light (I wanna do bad) yeah (I wanna do bad) baby (I wanna do bad, bad to you) oh, yeah (I wanna do bad) bad! Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Bad things