Bad (Marsters James)

We met, we smiled I put my arm around you The camera flashed and it was over My face was flushed You turned and walked away But in my pocket was your number And I'm thinking Who's that girl who smiles And hides at the same time I really think she's got issues The way she looks at me I can tell what a kiss brings And if I taste her pain is that a crime That night we're upstairs in my room I'm trying to ply you With champagne and caviar But you just wrinkle up your face Won't get off second base I'm trippin' on how strong you are Oh my toes start dancing When you kiss me You pull me down and I like it Then my head explodes and I know Something's hit me You make me want to be bad, yeah I am a monkey behind glass Turn on the lights have a laugh Get up you filthy thing and dance And you would come across the sea Give me kisses that would speak Of your seven lonely oceans, yeah Who are you to smile And hide at the same time I really like your issues The way you look at me I can tell what a kiss brings You make me want to be bad, yeah