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Bad Idea lyrics

Pull over the car, pull over the car
I think I see some sweet squirrel rim
Pull over the car, pull over the car
I think I feel like gettin? down on ya

I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
You make me feel, make me feel
Make me feel retarded

I can't leave it alone, jerk off on the phone
I want you to come on over
Pretty bad idea, pretty bad idea
Really, really bad idea

I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
You make me feel, make me feel
Make me feel retarded
Retarded, you make me feel so

When I stood you up
I thought that you'd give up
Now I realize you're just like a dog

I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
You make me feel, make me feel
Make me feel retarded, retarded, retarded

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