Your gentleman caller

Well, he's been calling on another

He loves his forbidden fruit

And as it dribbles down his chin

He cries:

"Baby I've been drinking with some friends now how about a little kiss"

Bad boy

Rub his nose in it, what a mess

And he's playing dumb

Do do do do do do do do



I'm not looking for a lover

All those lovers are liars

I would never lie to you

You say you wanna get even

Yeah you wanna get your bad man good

Well, are you in the mood?

You bad girl

Does it feel good

Being bad? and get worse 

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But in the morning

On the sober dawn of sunday

You're not sure what you have done

Who told you love was fleeting

Sometimes men can be so misleading

To take what they need from you

Whatever you need to make you feel

Like you've been the one behind the wheel

The sunrise is just over that hill

The worst is over

Whatever I said to make you think

That loves the religion of the weak

This morning we love like weaklings

The worst is over

Do do do do do do do do

Do do do do do do do do 

Do do do do do do do do

The worst is over

Do do do do do do do do 

Do do do do do do do do 

Do do do do do do do do 

The worst is over