Bad boys
If they hit
Are not bad
I admit it to you
It's because they have it received from everywhere
And a lot
The bad boys
These strangers
Do not have the desire of the defended
When they are in a group
On a street corner
We deny them all the joys
By pointing the finger at them everywhere
Why?< br/>The bad boys
All the scoundrels
Are not bad
I know that well
With their cinematic ways ©ma
Of yesteryear
The bad boys
That we can see
Would like a life
With hope
We should then offer it without delay
We forbid them all joys
By pointing the finger at them everywhere
Why?
Bad boys
Squeezing their fist
Are not evil
I know that
They would like to know
A little bit of life too
On that day, then, we will see them
With love among the good ones
They will no longer be bad boys
Ah, the bad boys §ons
The bad boys

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