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He's got this way about him I'd like to know a little more He's got some baggy trousers I'd like to see them on the floor I got that nice apartment My roommate's gone, I lock the doors So what? I heard the rumors (Don't care) The boy's bad news, he's all I want But he's got lots of friends all over town The boy's got fans, I have it on So good, I've heard he gets around (Well, could he get around, get around, get around) To me? (I wish he'd get around, get around, get around) To me? I'm drinking straight tequila His heart keeps moving, I can hear it [?] We'd sure have fun in our underwear I bet you'd like what you'd see I heard your eyes been everywhere, fix your attention on me (Hey) Know I'll regret it, I know I'll regret it, the boy's bad Something magnetic, so cool, it's pathetic, the boy's bad news From Letras Mania