Bad Kid Letra

’Cause baby, I'm a bad bad kid
Government surveillance since I started to walk
Ain't no telling what I did
I like to think I’m just misunderstood
But you know I'm just a bad bad kid

Daddy told Momma last Christmas Eve
You know, we got a bad bad kid
He's got a black leather jacket and a real mean streak
I guess he's just a bad bad kid
He knocked off a Macy's and my uncle's antiques
Hocked him for forty-nine quid
He's on a one-way ticket down a dead-end street
'Cause Momma, he’s a bad bad kid

I can’t help it I was born like this
A permanent spot on the naughty list
I never get a present, Santa's scratchin’ his head
How'd a little fella get so mislead?


I can't help it I was born like this
A permanent spot on the naughty list
I never get apresent, Santa's scratchin’ his head
How'd a little fella get so mislead?

In the downtown store on a silent night
Holding onto Momma's hand
In the toy department, people waitin' in line
Lookin' to meet the fat man
Old Kringle felt a tingle runnin' up his spine
He saw me, then he run and hid
Santa heard his own name ended up on a list
It was written by a bad bad kid
You don't mess with a bad bad kid
You don't mess with a bad bad kid