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The Bad Boy And Bad Girl

He kissed me first and �I kissed him harder back
Who to say which of us was the one under attack?

He didn't know what to say
So I stole his heart away

In this situation what's a bad girl supposed to do?
When she's in lust with a boy as bad as her, it's true

He knows exactly how to fuck me right
And after we're done we sleep all night

He likes to slap my ass and make it red
As he's bending me over the bed

I just can't see straight after he's done with me
I don't know if this happiness or misery

Some times I get sick to my stomach after we are done
But that's alright because it is just pure sexual fun

We go so hard core, he has me begging him for more
I just laugh when people call me his whore

Because it's true, for that bad boy I'm just as bad or even worse
I don't know if this is love, lust or a fucking curse

All I know is he makes me scream
As he's fucking the lights out of me and making me cream