Bad bad-boy

roaming the streets

looking for trouble

hardened by fisticuffs

then handcuffs

don't wanna attend school

don't wanna listen

he's got his tattooed pals

the gang that he runs with

makes crime look easy

till he gets caught

then it's I'm so sorry

I didn't mean it

cleaned up for the court

put on a suit

got a haircut

pleads for probation

begs for mercy

says he found Jesus

momma help me

bail me out

I won't ever do it again

-till next time.