Ben Folds Five - Bad Idea

Ben Folds Five - Bad Idea слова, текст песни.

Pull over the car, pull over the car
I think I some sweet score ramp
Pull over the car, pull over the car
I think I feel like ..

I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna, I don't wanna

You make me fee, make me feel
Make me feel retarded

Can't leave it alone
Jerk off on the phone
I want you to come on over
Pretty bad idea, pretty bad idea
Really really Bad Idea

I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna, I don't wanna

You make me fee, make me feel
Make me feel retarded
Retarded, you make me feel so

When I stood you up
I thought that you'd give up
Now I realize your just like a dog

I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna, I don't wanna

You make me fee, make me feel
Make me feel retarded
Retarded, retarded


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