| My old teacher, even the preacher
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| Told us that we were a pain
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| We’re good for nothing, up to something
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| Our pranks drove them insane
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| Always wheeling, always dealing
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| We’re strangers to honor and shame
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| Out all night to steal and fight
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| Ready to get in the game
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| (Bad boys) Lying and cheating
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| (Bad boys) Robbing and beating
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| (Bad boys) Crying and bleeding
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| (Bad boys) I am one of you
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| The ground will be shaking, glass will be breaking
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| In Sheriff Street later tonight
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| When you’re out dancing, sweetly romancing
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| We’ll be flying as high as a kite
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| Get out of our way or you’ll have to pray
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| That you wake up in some other place
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| And when morning comes, when I go to my mom’s
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| Then it’s me who gets slapped in the face
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| (Bad boys) Lying and cheating
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| (Bad boys) Robbing and beating
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| (Bad boys) Crying and bleeding
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| (Bad boys) Yes, we are the
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| (Bad boys) Lying and cheating
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| (Bad boys) Robbing and beating
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| (Bad boys) Crying and bleeding
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| (Bad boys) I am one of you
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| Sometimes I wish I could go straight
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| Get rid of all this raging hate
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| But night comes 'round, blood starts to boil
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| And I hear the shout
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| (Bad boys) Lying and cheating
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| (Bad boys) Robbing and beating
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| (Bad boys) Crying and bleeding
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| (Bad boys) We are the
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| (Bad boys) Lying and cheating
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| (Bad boys) Robbing and beating
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| (Bad boys) Crying and bleeding
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| (Bad boys) I am one of you
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| (Bad boys) |