Misbehave

Oh my god

How did you get away with that?

You talk too much

You talked your way out of it

And you get around

Must be feeling dizzy in your head

I put you down

Pick up all the pieces that you've left

Your

Turning me bad, boy

I love it when you misbehave

I love it when you look at me that way

I love it when you say goodbye

Cause I know that it won't be the last time

Oo Oo Oo

Ahh

Oo Oo Oo

Ahh

Bless your soul

You've always been little man

They say that butter wouldn't melt

But you're the bad influence

Now all my friends

Say I'm going dizzy in my head

I shut them down

To pick up all the pieces I've left

Your

Turning me bad, boy

I love it when you misbehave

I love it when you look at me that way

I love it when you say goodbye

Cause I know that it won't be the last time

Oo Oo Oo

Ahh

Oo Oo Oo

Ahh

Oo Oo Oo

Ahh

Oo Oo Oo

Ahh