Bad lyric day
I'm racin' with time
You burn in my mind
I'm a man with a mission
I gotta rocket in my pocket
And nothin's gonna stop it
'Cause your my obsession
Please wait for me, wait for me
Your top secret, your top secret
I creep down the street
My sensors seek your heat
Covert operation
You're a bomb that's tickin'
I'm goin' down kickin'
That's classified information
Please wait for me, wait for me,wait for me
I'm runnin', I'm hidin'
You're top secret, you love is so exciting
I'm lyin', denyin'
You're top secret,and baby I'm dyin'
I'm in way too deep
There's no time to sleep
And I'm hungry and thirsty
It's like my finger's in a socket
I need your love to shock it
But time has no mercy
Okay, let's back up to the first verse. "Rocket in my pocket"? What 13 year old did they hire to write that? Skip down to the next verse and we have "my sensors seek your heat". I guess they thought this was clever, but if you are going to be tacky and cheesy then just do instead of trying to come up with other words for it. That just seems lame. After that it's simple and fluffy and then we get to the last verse I listed. We have the lines "It's like my finger's in a socket" then "I need your love to shock it". Shouldn't someone in the Ratt camp or Atlantic records have read these lines and said "P.U., try something else"? These lyrics are like small peaks of badness, but they occasionally rise to mountain-like levels of truly unthinkable badness. I'll be back next week with some more bad lyrics. Until then watch out for those sockets.