Something about ya says you wanna
But, could I make it worth your while
No you don't want no little angel
Claiming the devils more your style
I can snap my fingers, turn your glass house into sand
Exorcise your demons with the back of my hand
Shell shocked eyes and paralyzed, you'll finally understand
That I'm a bad, bad man
Yes I am
I make the mountains shake and tremble
And oceans part when I walk by
So don't you look in my direction
And keep your lady by your side
I can snap my fingers, turn your glasses into sand
Exorcise your demons with the back of my hand
Shell shocked eyes and paralyzed, you'll finally understand
Damn, I'm a bad, bad man
