Lyrics
Feels so good being bad (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
There's no way I'm turning back (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
Now the pain is my pleasure
'Cause nothing can measure (oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh)
Love is great, love is fine (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
Out the box, outta line (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh)
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me ('cause I-)
Come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it
Love is great, love is fine (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
Out the box, outta line (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh)
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it
S, S, S and M, M, M
S, S, S and M, M, M
S, S, S and M, M, M
S, S, S and M, M, M
Written by: Esther Renay Dean, Laurence Tolhurst, Mikkel S. Eriksen, Robert Smith, Sandy Wilhelm, Tor Erik Hermansen