Lletres: Kiss. Love Gun. Hooligan.

My granny, she said I was a hooligan
Runnin' 'round like a fool again
I went down to the candy store
If I had a nickel, I'd buy some more

And I'm oh so sad, yeah
Oh so bad
So sad, but it's true
Baby, what can I do

My mama, she said I was a black sheep
My baby, she said I was a creep

And I'm oh so sad, yeah
Oh so bad
So sad, but it's true
Baby, what can I do

I got a '35 Chevy on a '55 frame
Can't even spell my name
Dropped out of school when I was 22
What can I do to satisfy you

I'm a hooligan
Won't go to school again
I'm a hooligan
Won't go to school again, won't go no

I got a '35 Chevy on a '55 frame
Can't even spell my name
Dropped out of school when I was 22
What can I do to satisfy you

I'm a hooligan, yeah
Won't go to school again
(I mean you know how cool I am)
I'm a hooligan
(I am a hooligan)
Won't go to school again, won't go, no

I'm a hooligan
(I mean like I'm so bad)
Won't go to school again
(Yeah, ha, ha)
I'm a hooligan
(And like every chick in town loves me)
Won't go to school again, won't go no
Nobody's gonna pull me down