simply red
she's got it bad
i get off my things, i lay down in the sidelanes i don't feel that i hide, just permanently ride and i'm waiting for your gentle rain something that'll help me learn but one look at her and you know that she's got it bad one look in the mirror shows i live as i want but she's got it bad check it out, check it out, roll up there now huh! she's headed for a festival of heartache miss executive desperationyou only suck the blood that's spilled your macho imitation femininity is killed i pray that you feel no pain only if it helps you learn but one look at her and you know that she's got it bad one look and the mirror shows i live as i want but she's got it bad she knows it it shows!.