Garbage - Bada** lyrics

Alright, okay It's guys like you baby That gives the a boys a bad name Keep your hands where I can see them Get the man out of me Be my fancy boy Come to my room Glaring at my eyes Turn around that door Woop woop Alright, okay You have a world of your own Ba ba da da da do Such a ba ba da da da do Ba ba da da da do Be my fancy boy Come to my room Glaring at my eyes Turn around that door So head on home tonight honey Just be glad we didn't k** anybody And I swear i'll never tell anybody You were always looking at yourself in my mirror So be there a quarter but get out son (?) Bop bop duh nuh... We'll be squealing like animals When I'm on my knees I'm desperate, and I hear you're liking me Be my fancy boy Come to my room Glaring at my eyes Turn around that door So head on home tonight honey Just be glad we didn't k** anybody And I swear i'll never tell anybody You were always looking at yourself in my mirror So be there a quarter but get out son (?) Think you're such a bada** Think you're such a wrap Think you're such a rebel *scatting* Think you're such a bada** Da da da da duh Be my fancy boy Come to my room Glaring at my eyes Turn around that door Be my fancy boy Come to my room Glaring at my eyes Turn around that door I'm pure platinum Got the disc at home Na na na na fun ...