Good to Be Bad

So bad, so bad, good to be

So bad, so bad, good to be

So bad, so bad, well it feels so

Good to be bad, good to be bad

(Good to be bad)

I've been thinking 'bout this year a lot

Whether I've been a good girl or not

Santa promised he won't get mad

Sometimes it feels so good to be bad

I missed my curfew by an hour late

I fed the dog the veggies off of my plate

Tried my best to obey mom and dad

Sometimes it feels so good to be bad

So maybe I'll get a-nothing for Christmas

But I had the thrill

Or maybe, just maybe you'll go easy on me

Oh, I hope you will

(I sure hope you will)

I played hooky and I failed the test

Snuck out the house and didn't act my best

And now my face is in a wanted ad

Sometimes it feels so good to be bad

So maybe I'll get nothing for Christmas

But I had the thrill

Or maybe, just maybe you'll go easy on me

Oh, I hope you will

I grab a present from under the tree

A big 'ol box all wrapped in red and green

Rip up the paper and untie the bow

Just to find out it's a box of coal

So bad, so bad, good to be

So bad, so bad, good to be

So bad, so bad, well it feels so

Good to be bad, good to be bad

Good to be bad

I couldn't help but have a little fun

Said all the golden years are said and done

Let's try next year and see where I'm at

But, oh it feels so good to be bad