Queensrÿche - Got It Bad

I like the way you walk into a room
You take it over like it was put there just for you
You've got those sunglasses on
I bet you read Machiavelli in bed
And I realize that I'm in way over my head
But I got it bad, so bad for you

Got it bad for you, I got it bad
Oh I'd stay up all night to see
If you're the kind of girl that bites
You're not some china doll I'd get over soon
You got mesmerizing advertising,
Want to make love to you

Now I feel you, coming on strong
And I could feed you if we could ever be alone
Oh, baby, I've got it, so bad for you
Got it bad for you, I got it bad for you
I got it bad, bad, bad, bad dog, don't make me beg
What you got going on with that is more than I can take

You've got those sunglasses on
Now I feel you, coming on strong
And I could feed you if I could ever get you home
Oh, Honey, I've got it, so bad for you
Got it bad for you
I got it bad for you, I got it bad for you

Written by:
GEOFFERY WAYNE TATE, JASON C. SLATER

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