Here comes trouble
Trouble with a capital "T"
"T" is for tough, we're ready and rough
TNT that's a nasty
Tonight I'm going to have a good time, baby
All night long
I know your parents think that we're all crazy
I'm not so sure they're wrong
Nasty boys
You run away, well, we'll play with your toys
Nasty boys
You know that boys will be nasty boys
Nasty boys
Riding around in a red Rolls-Royce
Nasty boys
Nasty!
Got a head full of rocks
Tonight some heads are going to roll
We're a runaway train, a jet airplane
A locomotive out of control
We'll be having a party in the back room
Nasty boys
Oh yes!
We'll be standing in the back of the cla**room
Making all that noise
Nasty boys
You run away, well, we'll play with your toys
Nasty boys
You know that boys will be nasty boys
Nasty boys
No doubt about it, we're the king of noise
Nasty boys
Nasty!
All right!
Nasty boys
You run away, well, we'll play with your toys
Nasty boys
You know that boys will be nasty boys
Nasty boys
Riding around in a red Rolls-Royce
Nasty boys
We're Nasty!