Fatboy - Bad News from Pretty Red Lips

I'm down on the floor, I'm down on the ground, I'm knocked out by you
It's like a teenage crush in a sugar can with the date passed overdue
Every night at eight 'o clock and there's just me and my color TV
I'm all set up, I'm ready to go, I've got to be there, be there to turn you on

But there's bad news from your pretty red lips
Sad blues with a wiggle of hips
Bad news from your pretty red lips
Sad blues from a pretty mouth
You just talk to me talk to me all night long - c'mon

A hurricane moves from way down south and there's a gang war in the west
Your hair's in place, your make-up's great, and you're strictly business dressed
There's a flood in the east
The assassin of a king and a report of a missing flight
You turn to the left, you turn to the right, and then you wish me
You wish me a nice night

But there's bad news from your pretty red lips
Sad blues with a wiggle of hips
Bad news from your pretty red lips
Sad blues

But there's bad news from your pretty red lips
Sad blues with a wiggle of hips
Bad news from your pretty red lips
Sad blues from a pretty mouth
You just talk to me talk to me all night long - c'mon
B-b-b bad news from pretty red lips