(Billy Ray Cyrus/Don Von Tress)
Mama used to tell me tales
'Bout a part of town
Where people cry the blues
Most everyday
She said don't go down there boy.
You know, love will cut you down
And you ain't yet a man, hear what I say
She said listen to me, son, it's so
Let me tell ya, I've been down there
And I know
That on love street they've got signs
That say watch for falling victims
Dreams get run down in the night
Lord and yours might be the next one
Down where lies'll cut you deep
And goodbyes are loaded guns
You can take one through the heart
Another Casualty Of Love
But still I had to find out
Just how a love would feel
I got tangled in the arms
Of one gone bad
Now I sit and wait and wonder
As I cry myself to sleep
Why I couldn't heed what my mama said
New her every word rings clear and true
Now I've come to realize what love can do
And why love street still got signs....Oh, I, I,..... I
I wanna be bad wit ya, baby
I, I, I, I, I wanna be bad with ya, baby
Do you
Understand what I need
From you
Just let me be the girl
To show you, you
Anything that you can be
Is everything that I can be
(I Wanna be) My Turn
Let me let you know that I, I can
Promise that I won't do that
So, boy, say the time and place 'cause you make me wanna misbehave
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I wanna be bad
You make bad look so good
I've got things on my mind
I never thought I would
I, I wanna be bad
You make that feel so good
I'm losing all my cool
I'm about to break the rules
I, I wanna be bad
I wanna be bad with ya, baby
I, I, I, I, I wanna be bad wit ya, baby
Whats up?
Tell me what to do
How to be
Teach me all your words from A to Z
But I-
Don't want your other girl to see
That you're messing round with me
Should I boy
Tell ya what I got is what ya want
Tell, Tell me, do I I turn you on?
I Don't want no one judging me
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I Wanna be bad
You make bad look so good
I've got things on my mind
I never thought I would (never thought I would)
I, I Wanna be bad
You make that feel so good
I'm losing all my cool
I'm about to break the rules
I, I Wanna be bad
Willa, Willa, Willa, whatcha want, whatcha want?
Willa, Willa, Willa, whatcha want? (Come and get it from me)
Is it him, the criminal with the Stan look?
Do you need a real shady to.. (Please stand up)
Or is it me, the criminal in the V,
that never pretend to be nothin' other than a.. (Bad boy)
If you say you want me, tell me how you gon' be.
(Hey, Royce) Yo.
(I wanna be bad) C'mon.
You make bad look so good (you make bad look so good)
I got things on my mind, I never thought I would
(I never thought, I never thought I would)
I Wanna be bad, you make that feel so good
I'm losing all my cool
I'm about to break the rules<