Rapture

I've been a bad, bad girl
And you've been a bad guy
Left behind, but I don't mind
'Cuz babylon seems like a real good time

And god, she don't like my kind
But honestly, she ain't my type
Give me sin, show me skin
Let me in, we'll have a real good time

(Aaah...)

And when they all went away
They left us a whole world in which to play
So come with me, to victory
Can't be a dream if you've got company

(Aaah...)

And they told us to feel bad
But me, I don't know about that
'Cuz all the smirks, idiots
Turned to dust and now, it's just us