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I Got It Bad Lyrics - Singles - Prick

I don't mind telling you, I don't mind 

 

Don't try changing me now, model for your ways 

Hey, Joe, make it so, make it so 

You're wasting your time, drop dead in my doorway 

Hey, Joe, whaddya know, what do you know? 

Looking in space, you won't find it there 

Hey, Ray, is this the way we're gonna live? 

Sell our bodies on Sunset Strip? 

 

I go it bad 

I can't wait till they think it's good 

I got it bad 

I can't wait till it's understood 

I got it bad 

 

Don't try pulling my leg with your name-dropping chatter 

Hey, Joe, whaddya know, what do you know? 

'Cause, you don't got me pegged, no rung on your ladder 

Hey, Joe, make it so, make it so 

If I ever get through, watch out 

 

I know what it takes, you got what that is 

And this is the break, I can make you 

I know what it takes, you got what that is 

And this is the break, I can make you 

 

I got it bad 

I can't wait till they think it's good 

I got it bad 

I can't wait till it's understood 

I got it bad 

 

Shame for the fame and the name of the game 

Hey, Ray, is this the way we're gonna live? 

Sell our bodies on Sunset Strip? 

Bad 

 

I can't wait till they think it's good 

I got it bad 

I can't wait till it's understood 

I got it bad 

 

I can't wait till they say good 

I got it bad 

I got it bad 

Shame for the fame and the name of the game 

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