Good girls go to heaven
bad girls go to hell
The rest of them get rich And do just what they feel
Well rich boys live in houses
And poor boys live in sin
The rest of them get married
And are never seen again Well let me tell a story explain the shape I'm in
The girl I had last night had never tasted sin
She said "Wait a minute, Bret, there's something I must say."
So I took her to my hotel where I tried to get my way
She said If you wanna talk that's fine with me But if you want more you'd better let me be Chorus&Cause you can look but you can't touch
Cause the best things in life ain't cheap
Cause baby I ain't for keeps
You can look but you can't touch Well maybe I'm a bad boy
OK, so I've been around the block
But I am good at one thing She says you must be kidding
And believe me it ain't talk
I've heard this all before
Other girls might buy it
But I don't, that's for sure Now wait a minute baby
I don't want you to go
She said "Don't get no closer
The answer still is no" So I wined her, dined her, fancy talked
Got my hands around her shoulder
Acted cool and smooth
Well I guess I'm about as close as I could be
Two inches from the move
So I finally made my move, she just said to me Let me show you something
Mmm, let me set the pace
Slid my hand up her leg As she slapped me across my face
I didn't plan on spending money
Wantin' action ain't a crime
Can't blame a man for tryin'
Just to get a piece of mind Solo.
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