Lyrics:
It feels just like it was yesterday
We were in love, why's it falling apart
I've never been one to walk away
But I've had enough and it's breaking my heart
'Cause you love me just the way that you should
It's nothing that you do, no it's nothing you say
Yeah baby, I know that you're good
But I don't want a good girl no, not today
'Cause I want it BAD
I want a BAD girl, baby, BAD
I want a love that's crazy, yeah
I want a BAD girl, baby, BAD
I want it BAD
I want a girl who stays out too late
And when I call, she doesn't answer the phone
Oh, I want a girl who likes it her way
And through it all, I know I'll end up alone
Yeah yeah, you love me just the way that you should
It's nothing that you do, no no, it's nothing you say
Oh pretty baby, I know that you're good
But I don't want a good girl, no not today, mm
'Cause I want it BAD
I want a BAD girl, baby, BAD
I want a love that's crazy, yeah
I wanna fight
I wanna rock and roll and party all night
Yeah, I want it BAD
I want a BAD girl, baby, BAD
I want it BAD
I'm getting sick of predictable
Tired of acting logical
Oh yeah, I gotta shake it up tonight
Yeah girl I want something physical
Not something invisible, oh yeah
I'm tired of being good
Let's be BAD
I want a BAD girl baby, BAD
And I want a love that's crazy, yeah
I want a BAD girl, baby, BAD
I want a love that's crazy, yeah
I wanna fight
I wanna rock and roll and party all night
Yeah, I want it BAD
I want a BAD girl, baby, BAD
I want a love that's crazy, yeah
I wanna fight
I wanna rock and roll and party all night
Yeah, I want it BAD
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Today is moving day, I couldn't sleep for much longer than 8am. It was the first time in a long time that I had been excited to be up this early, my first semester at UCLA I look a 9 am class, and what a mistake that turned out to be -- I'm not really a morning person, so I never did that again. It turned out to be a good thing that I never planned on moving back to Minnesota after college, so I didn't leave anything behind when I first go out here; the only thing that I left behind was my good for nothing parents, so they can stay there for all I care.
As I packed all my things into the boxes they came here in, my roommate -- that I've spoken maybe 10 words to in the four years we've been here -- offered to help me pack. I think the only reason she offered to help is because she's happy to see me go. My roommate was the quiet, nerdy, studious type of person, so I knew she was more than annoyed with my type of personality. I was the last minute student, who played their music too loud, and liked to come home late, as well as drunk.
Like a good friend she always is, Charlie said she would help me move all my things into the new place. I think she only agreed because I told her about the house, and she had to see it for herself. Since I'm not a student anymore, Charlie and I didn't care too much about the student teacher thing; plus, there wasn't even faculty on campus, just left behind students.
I loaded all my boxes into Charlie's car -- thankfully I didn't have that much -- and said goodbye to UCLA for the last time. I graduated bitches, peace out.
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Romie Adler's Musical Guide
RomanceRomie Adler has been a devoted fan of music since she could remember, so much so that she chose a career path that involved making it; the words of the music that is. She is so close to graduating from UCLA with a degree in songwriting that she can...
