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Well She's a black dress look again make you wonder where she's been all your life
Well she's a bombshell blowing up make you spill what's in your cup but it's alright
Oh oh oh her voice is like the wind and it's calling my name
Oh oh oh shouldn't play with fire but she's fanning the flame
Well she's a â69 fastback daring me to pop that clutch even though I'm gonna get a ticket
She's any last call happy hour high ball shot that put me over the limit
Well she's a pretty little devil on my shoulder
Telling me just go ahead and hold her
She might not be good for me but we want what we can't have and I want her bad
I want her bad (yeah)
Am I heartbroke or in love maybe I'm just crazy hey but I don't care
I get a rush just thinking bout me and her and making out when we leave here
Oh oh oh she got me far too gone for turning around
Oh oh oh there's nothing safe about the road we're going down
Well she's a â69 fastback daring me to pop that clutch even though I'm gonna get a ticket
She's any last call happy hour high ball shot that put me over the limit
Well she's a pretty little devil on my shoulder
Telling me just go ahead and hold her
She might not be good for me but we want what we can't have and I want her bad
So bad yeah every time she smiles at me and I want her bad and tonight we'll see how bad she can be yeah (oh yeah)
Well she's a â69 fastback daring me to pop that clutch even though I'm gonna get a ticket
She's any last call happy hour high ball shot that put me over the limit
Well she's a pretty little devil on my shoulder
Telling me just go ahead and hold her
She might not be good for me but we want what we can't have and I want her bad
Mmmmm so bad
Oh oh oh so bad
(Wooh)