Eddie: What is a man when he gives up his soul For a lick from a chick who completely takes control Malcolm: Tell the tale Eddie: How does a man who can see behind his head Turn as blind as a bat with no eyes Malcolm: What is a man when he turns on his friends We've been tossed, now we're lost, just a platter of burnt ends Eddie: I feel ya Malcolm: How do we make our hero wide awake So that he could realize Eddie & Malcolm: That girl is bad, bad news Bad news Nothing but tears, nothing but trouble Nothing but stress Yes she is bad, bad news Malcolm: Bad news Eddie & Malcolm: Our buddy Brett is gonna regret that he ever said yes The girl may be hot but all that he's got is Bad, bad news Eddie: What do you do when your friend's life's at stake? Malcolm: Man, he's flipped Simon: No, he's whipped like the cream on a cake Malcolm: What can we say? Eddie: He won't talk Richie: He won't play Boys: How can one tongue destroy our whole team? That girl is bad, bad news Bad news Richie: She's like a snake Eddie: She's like a cockroach Simon: She's like a cow…a skinny cow! Boys: Wow she is bad, bad news Bad news We're abandoned, left in the sand, and who are we now? He fell for a slut with a fabulous butt But she's bad, bad news Eddie: Perhaps there's a way we can…dispose of her. Malcolm: Maybe she can meet with an accident. Simon: We have got to make clear that she's not welcome here The most horrible way we can find Malcolm: We can go train a pitbull to chew on her flesh Eddie: I don't think they attack their own kind Richie: We could torture her mother and chop up her dog Simon: To be honest, I don't think she'd mind Eddie: I could rip off her pocketbook Look, it's a start Malcolm: Drive a stake through her heart, if she just had a heart Boys: The longer it goes, the worse it'll get So somebody's got to tell Brett Richie: YEAH! Boys: That girl is bad, bad news Bad news Richie: She's so such a bad persuasion Boys: She took our pal, she took our leader And let him astray Hey, hey She's totally bad, bad news Bad news Listen up, Brett, you're not ruined yet We'll show you the way Throw her under the bus and come back to us Malcolm: Even though she has excellent shoes She's bad Eddie: Bad Richie: Bad Simon: Bad Richie: Bad Simon: Bad Eddie: Bad Malcolm: Bad Boys: News! Bad news!