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Bad For The Replay

delefexl

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Lyrics

Intro

Oh, here we go again

I said I wouldn't, but then

One little look, one little taste

Now you're all over my brain

Verse 1

Got my lipstick on the glass

Got your number in the trash

Told my friends I'm over it

Funny how I never last

I don't need another problem

But you look like one I'd choose

I'm a walking contradiction

In my favorite pair of shoes

Pre-Chorus

One, two, three, I should know better

Four, five, six, but I forget

Every time I say I'm leaving

I'm not finished with you yet

Chorus

You're bad, bad, bad for the replay

Playing in my head like a song on a Sunday

I try, try, try to forget you

But the beat comes back and I let it

Oh my, my, my, what a cliché

Can't get you out of my head for a weekday

I don't even like you that much

So why, why, why can't I give it up?

Post-Chorus

La-la-la, it's getting ridiculous

Na-na-na, you're so predictable

La-la-la, I hate that I love it

Bad for the replay, replay, replay

Verse 2

Put your picture on mute

Still remember your perfume

I'm not saying that I miss you

I'm just saying, what's the news?

Got a million better options

Got a schedule, got a life

But you text me "hey, what's up?"

And suddenly it's Friday night

Pre-Chorus

One, two, three, I should know better

Four, five, six, but I forget

Every time I say I'm leaving

I'm not finished with you yet

Chorus

You're bad, bad, bad for the replay

Playing in my head like a song on a Sunday

I try, try, try to forget you

But the beat comes back and I let it

Oh my, my, my, what a cliché

Can't get you out of my head for a weekday

I don't even like you that much

So why, why, why can't I give it up?

Bridge

Maybe it's the way you say my name

Maybe I'm just entertained

Maybe I should change my number

But that sounds like too much trouble

High Note

Why can't I give it up?

Why can't I give it up?

Final Chorus

You're bad, bad, bad for the replay

Playing in my head like a song on a Sunday

I try, try, try to forget you

But the beat comes back and I let it

Oh my, my, my, what a cliché

Can't get you out of my head for a weekday

I don't even like you that much

So why, why, why can't I give it up?

Outro

Replay, replay

Oh, what a cliché

Bad for the replay

And I kinda like it that way

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