Feels so good being bad
There's no way I'm turning back
Now the pain is my pleasure cause nothing could measure

Love is great, love is fine
Outta box, outta line
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it [bad word] in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it [bad word] in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me

Love is great, love is fine
Outta box, outta line
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it [bad word] in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me

Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me, oh, you turn me on
It's exactly what I've been yearning for, give it to me strong
And meet me in my boudoir with my body suit on-on-on

I like it-like it

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it [bad word] in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it [bad word] in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me