Текст песни «Carlota Coralie - Bad Boys»

Got a Little thing for bad boys
Got a little thing for lethal love
Something bewitching in that voice
Makes the lies turn into words of gold

You say I have eyes like shooting stars
Bet you dont know what colour they are

Its hard to hate someone so charming
I hate myself instead for falling
In your spell thats so disarming
Should have known Im digging my own pit

You say you and me are meant to be
If I hold on am I too nave?

Youre a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
Youre my weekest point and Im tumbling down
Youre a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
And youre everything I was warned about

Behind a curse is a blessing,
The cures worse than the syndrome, in fact
I dont wanna be a spring fling
But inside I know Im your fall back

Scared to lose you so I close my eyes
Please be kind and whisper sweet, sweet lies

Youre a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
Youre my weekest point and Im tumbling down
Youre a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
And youre everything I was warned about

Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn me down
Should have known, should have seen youre a haunted house
Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn me down
Story goes, youve moved on while I slowly drown

Youre a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
Youre my weekest point and Im tumbling down
Youre a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
And youre everything I was warned about

Youre a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
Youre my weekest point and Im tumbling down
Youre a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
And youre everything I was warned about