Baby wants to go out...
Baby wants to see all the brite lites.
Baby misses gettin down & up.
Baby misses looking into "stary -eyed Us."
You are so bad,
Bad to the fucking bone.
Make my heart skip a beat,
even when i'm all alone. In the zone.
Baby wants him back.
Minus the heart attacks, the draw backs,
the stacks & stacks, Whiplash.
You're so cool.
hands down my pants,
my body morphing into yours,
let's do it again against the bathroom door.
Bang. Bang...
The love, the blurred lines.
You still wanna be my daddy?
You still want me to be model thin,
put me in the clothes you want me in?
Give the dark, at the park, type of sin.
Damn, how long's it been?.....
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