Good girls go to heaven

Bad girls go to hell

The rest of them get rich

And do just what they feel



Well rich boys live in houses

And poor boys live in sin

The rest of them get married

And are never seen again



Well let me tell a story explain the shape i'm in

The girl i had last night had never tasted sin

So i took her to my hotel where i tried to get my way

She said "wait a minute, bret, there's something i must say..."



She said if you wanna talk that's fine with me

But if you want more you'd better let me be



Chorus:

Cause you can look but you can't touch

Cause the best things in life ain't cheap

You can look but you can't touch

Cause baby i ain't for keeps



Well maybe i'm a bad boy

Ok, so i've been around the block

But i am good at one thing

And believe me it ain't talk



She says you must be kidding

I've heard this all before

Other girls might buy it

But i don't, that's for sure



Now wait a minute baby

I don't want you to go

She said "don't get no closer

The answer still is no"



So i wined her, dined her, fancy talked

Acted cool and smooth

Got my hands around her shoulder

Two inches from the move



Well i guess i'm about as close as i could be

So i finally made my move, she just said to me



Chorus



Let me show you something

Mmm, let me set the pace

Slid my hand up her leg

As she slapped me across my face



Can't blame a man for tryin'

Wantin' action ain't a crime

I didn't plan on spending money

Just to get a piece of mind



Solo


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