Dewey Wayne - Being Bad
from the album: Here for the Music
[Intro]
E G A G A E
E G A G A E
[Verse 1]
E
Supped up muscle car, no cops so far
G
Pedal down on the floor, feel that engine roar
A
Outside's all a blur, tail sliding around the curve
G A E
Speed shifting gears
E
Tires no tread, straight road up ahead
G
150 registers, that's for amateurs
A
Heart beat thumping, adrenaline pumping
G A E
I feel no fear
[Pre-Chorus]
G A
I have to find this rush to know that I'm alive
G A G E
Better get to living boy or too young you will die
[Chorus]
E G A G E
Being bad never felt so good
E G A G E
Raising hell like any good old boy would
E G A G E
Being bad never felt so good
E G A G E
I was born my daddy's son wouldn't change if I could
[Solo]
E G A G A E
E G A G A E
[Verse 2]
E
Girl comes walking in, dark eyes dark skin
G
Latin moves, Texas drawl, heads turn, eyes fall
A
Scorpion tattoo, what would you do?
G A E
In for the kill
E
Fights the crowd to the stage, beer downed half-ways
G
Shakes that thing, swings that hair, looks at me, hungry stare
A
Guitar man, make it ring, look at me as you sing
G A E
Something real
[Pre-Chorus]
G A
I have to find this rush to know that I'm alive
G A G E
Better get to living boy or too young you will die
[Chorus] x2
E G A G E
Being bad never felt so good
E G A G E
Raising hell like any good old boy would
E G A G E
Being bad never felt so good
E G A G E
I was born my daddy's son wouldn't change if I could
[Outro]
E G A
G A G A
G A G A
G A G A
G A E