Lyrics I Got It Bad - Prick

I Got It Bad

I don’t mind telling you
I don’t mind
Don’t try changing me now, model for your ways
Hey, Joe, make it so, make it so
You’re wasting your time, drop dead in my doorway
Hey, Joe, whaddya know, what do you know?
Looking in space, you won’t find it there
Hey, Ray, is this the way we’re gonna live?
Sell our bodies on Sunset Strip?
I got it bad
I can’t wait 'til they think it’s good
I got it bad
I can’t wait 'til it’s understood
I got it bad
Don’t try pulling my leg with your name-dropping chatter
Hey, Joe, whaddya know, what do you know?
'Cause you don’t got me pegged, no rung on your ladder
Hey, Joe, make it so, make it so
If I ever get through, watch out!
I know what it takes
You got what that is
And this is the break
I can make you
I got it bad
I can’t wait 'til they think it’s good
I got it bad
I can’t wait 'til it’s understood
I got it bad
Shame for the fame and the name of the game
Hey, Ray, is this the way we’re gonna live?
Sell our bodies on Sunset Strip?
I can’t wait 'til they think it’s good
I got it bad
I can’t wait 'til it’s understood
I got it bad
I can’t wait 'til they say good
I got it bad
I got it bad
Shame for the fame and the name of the game