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Stacy Lattisaw - What's So Hot 'Bout Bad Boys lyrics
[duet with Kathy Sledge] Just beat it, jerk! Creep! La, la... la... La, la, la, la, la, la La, la... la... La, la, la, la, la, la Tell me what is so hot About bad boys? Tell me what do they got They treat you like a toy Tell me what is so hot About bad boys? I'd rather caught up in rot Than to talk with you, creep! Jerk! Never, never told you You could scratch my back You're trade your phonies running up the track Fetch a rocket, but you got me worng, baby Yeah, ooh Ain't nothing cute about not so crude You're always caught in such an attitude I think you better say so long, baby Yeah, yeah, hey I don't care [I don't care] what they do [what they do] They can strut 'til they're all turn blue Ain't no trick [ain't no trick] gonna work Just beat it, jerk! [Chorus] Do you, do you, do you wanna brighten my day? Ch-ch-change the channel and just fade away Try on your little pony and ride, baby Ride, ride, ride, baby Ooh, hit your saddle up, pick your rattle up Tie your traveling shoes Read my lips, boy, I'm talking to you Slide under some rock and hide, baby Get the picture, boy I don't care [I don't care] what they do [what they do] They can strut 'til they're all turn blue Ain't no trick [ain't no trick] gonna work Just beat it, jerk! La... la... La, la, la, la, la, la La, la... la... La, la, la, la, la, la Somebody tell me what bad boys got, yeah Somebody tell me what bad boys got, ooh! Somebody tell me What bad boys got, bad boys got, bad boys got Somebody tell me Ooh! Ooh! Somebody tell me what bad boys got Somebody tell me what bad boys got, ooh! Somebody tell me What bad boys got, bad boys got, bad boys got I wanna know, oh, ohhhh [Talking] Hey, Stacy! What's happening, Kathy? Girl, what do you think about those bad boys? I'm telling you, they treat you like a toy sometimes. I know, I wonder why they do that. What would do some nice to them. For sure. I mean I'm just not gonna put up with this anymore. Well, if you ask me, all boys are bad boys. (giggles) They're like broady to the max. Oooh... (laughs) [Saxophone solo] I don't care [I don't care] what they do [what they do] They can strut 'til they're all turn blue Ain't no trick [ain't no trick] gonna work Just beat it, jerk! Creep! [Chorus] Somebody tell me what bad boys got Somebody tell me what bad boys got, ooh! Somebody tell me What bad boys got, bad boys got, bad boys got Hey, hey, yeah! Tell me, baby Somebody tell me what bad boys got Somebody tell me what bad boys got, ooh! Somebody tell me What bad boys got, bad boys got, bad boys got Somebody tell me Somebody tell me [uh-huh]what bad boys got [yeah] Somebody tell me what bad boys got, ooh! Somebody tell me What bad boys got, bad boys got, bad boys got I wanna know, oh, ohhhh Somebody tell me what bad boys got Somebody tell me what bad boys got, ooh! [fade] |
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