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by the backyard swing
he's got that girl on a string 
Girl on a string, just a little play toy
Girl on a string, for a little bad boy
Girl
die where I was born 
Live a small town dream in a big backyard
Raisin' babies and corn

Now here I am one eye on the road
Tryin' to read the map
I heard somebody at my backyard gate, oh
There she was coming through the haze saying
"hold me, baby, and i hope i'm not too late"
Bad days are
bad bad bad all by myself
I can do bad bad bad bad bad all by myself

I'm a bad boy but still there's so much good in me
You can take me out the hood
love travel with you everywhere
Yeah, may my love travel with you always.

How bout a cheer for all those bad girls?
And all those boys that play that
Come on boy
Help me get it all back

You know I love you baby, don't say maybe

Got the right street, but the wrong direction
Well you damaged the soul of my suit
You pulled my love out by the roots
But I'm not such a bad boy - oh no

You ravished the runes of my tunes
You
and alone like this
That cigarette voice asking for her big boy
Why should I know who that is
Yeah I know it looks bad but
You're lookin' at a victim
And may my love travel with you everywhere
Yeah may my love travel with you always

How about a cheer for all those bad girls!
And all those boys that
nice boys
Don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
I'm not a nice boy!

Sweet sixteen she was fresh and clean
Wanted so bad
up into your name that's on the sign

Hollywood lights in my backyard
Your movie's great, my life is hard, is hard
Baby blue jean submarine
Your
You better come and get it
I say if you want it bad
Come and get it

If you need a lover
That'll stick right by you, brother
Come on and see me
there's toys in the backyard
Daddy's boys; you know how they like to fight
When they sleep, he swears they're angels
He wouldn't trade a day for all those
You better come and get it
I say if you want it bad
Come and get it

If you need a lover
That'll stick right by you, brother
Come on and see me
Oh, there's good 'n bad things
About the South, boy
Oh, and some leave a bitter taste
In my mouth, now

Yeah!
Like the black man livin' across
Oh, there's good 'n bad things
About the South, boy
Oh, and some leave a bitter taste
In my mouth, now

Yeah!
Like the black man livin' across
on the wild side of town

If you want a bad boy then baby you got it
Got a bad toy sittin' in the parkin' lot
Take you to the wrong side of the tracks
Baby you
a ride on the wild side of town

If you want a bad boy then baby you got it
Got a bad toy sittin' in the parkin' lot
Take you to the wrong side
my backyard
Quarter back shot gun, you don't get any sack yards
Bitch I ball hard, breakin' all the back boards
Pretty boy Floyd step up I will
Listen up and I'll tell you what you'll do
Forget about music and alcohol too
Forget about your baby
We got other work for you

Better drink yer
it to--wow!
Ah got my mojo workin'!)

They don't serve no Twinkees
With their afternoon tea.
Never had a dinner
Made by Chef Boy-ar-Dee.
Bein'
them bad boy blues, baby)
I got them bad boy blues
I feel hypnotized by the way you move
And those big brown eyes

Yea, that would be great
That
backyard
I gave to you all that I got
You gave to me jack
And you pretend
To be my friend
But you're surrounded
When all this time you're turning
but I'll
Be back next June.
Or July. Sparks in the sky.
She said, 'Boy you crazy.'
Nah, I'm Shwayze.

I met her at a backyard
Blockparty by the bar.
but I'll
Be back next June.
Or July. Sparks in the sky.
She said, 'Boy you crazy.'
Nah, I'm Shwayze.

I met her at a backyard
Blockparty by the bar.