BAD, BAD, BAD

You were born under the star of
  Bad, bad, bad
    You've cornered the market on
      Mad, mad, mad
        Everything you are is
          Sad, sad, sad.

You stripped me of everything I
  Had, had, had
    It makes you ever so
      Glad, glad, glad
        To make everyone else so
          Sad, sad, sad.

If you can't make everyone
  Sad, sad, sad
    It makes you ever so
      Mad, mad, mad
        Which shows how completely you've gone
          Bad, bad, bad.

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