Thursday, May 3, 2007

Bon Jovi Sing-a-long

Bad Medicine

I've got a stuffy and it's staring back at me
I've gotta rip its little eyes off and gnaw upon it's knees
And I've got lots of nylabone but they aren't what I need
It only takes a couple minutes to destroy this fluffy thing
And I got all the symptoms count em 1,2,3

First I need
Thats what I get for playing with toys
Then they bleed
Oh they bleed white stuff all over the floor
I use my teeth
Thats what I get for playing with toys
And now this pup's addicted cause the squeakers the drug

My toys are like bad medicine
Bad medicine is what I need
Tear them up, just like bad medicine
There ain't no doctor that can
Cure my disease

Bad, bad medicine
Bad, bad medicine