| They say that I’m a bad boy
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| That I just can’t help myself
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| That even though I know I should
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| I’m just too bad to be good
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| They call me a romancer
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| A chancer, a gigolo
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| Who’ll always have an alibi
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| Who’ll kiss the girls and make them cry
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| I never meant to hurt you
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| I never meant to break your heart in two
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| I’m sorry if I hurt you
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| I’m sorry, but it’s what I seem to do
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| They call me a heartbreaker
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| Nothing, but a heartbreaker
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| They say I’m the dark destroyer
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| That I just can’t get enough
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| Of girls hanging on a string
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| That I’m only after one thing
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| That I’m filled with desire
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| A liar, a Romeo
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| Like a bee in a honey comb
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| Welcome to the pleasure dome!
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| (Bridge)
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| I just can’t live without it
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| The thrill of a woman’s touch
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| It’s written in the stars above
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| I’m just addicted to love
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| But they all want to train me
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| To chain me and tie me down
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| Don’t they know I was born to be
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| Footloose and fancy-free
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| (Bridge) |