Bad Boy by Ivan Jenson I still know the basics I look both ways before crossing the street to my desires I say thank you to each morning and
please to the powers that help me make
it through the night I do unto lovers as they do unto me and I know the virtue of
patience when life yields no pleasure and
provides only pain I honor my mother as I watch her flicker
in her chair in front of the TV and my father who sleeps in the form of ashes
long ago swallowed by the fishes of the
Pacific ocean and I try my best not
to let lust rule my senses yet sometimes seeing the girls of summer makes
me feel like I am walking on hot coal burning up my best behavior and that is when Mr. nice guy steps into a phone booth and comes out a very bad boy |

