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Text: Quiet Riot. Condition Critical. Bad Boy.


C'mon!
Yeah!

I thought that I was indestructible
But how could I imagine this
I never gave a second thought
Was only hit or miss

While you feed me and it feel so good
Does that mean that wrong is right?
Guess I got the warning
It happened overnight

Honey, it's only nasty
When it's nasty
And you know that it hurts
When it's right

I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
They call me nasty
They call me bad
'Cause I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
There are the good ways
To be a bad, bad boy

I'm a bad, bad boy
I'm a bad, bad boy
I'm a bad, bad boy

Well my behaviour has been in question
Since the day that I was born
I get on my knees to love and to please
Now you've been warned, yeah

Pay the price if you don't ignite
Now they're trying to pick and choose
You may be the most and know the cost
Yes, come to you

Oh your eyes are on me now
My defence must be bad somehow

Bad boy
I'm a bad boy
Call me nasty
They call me bad
But I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
There are the good ways
To be a bad, bad boy

I'm a bad, bad boy

Show me

And it's only nasty
When it's nasty
And you know that it hurts
When it's right, right, right, right, right

I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
I found all the good ways
Oh show me

Bad boy
I'm a bad boy
I found all the good ways
To be a bad

'Cause I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
Please call me nasty
Please call me bad
'Cause I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
I found all the good ways
To be a bad, bad boy

I'm so bad
So so bad
I'm bad
I'm a bad, bad boy
I'm a bad, bad boy