what the f*#k?!

So there I was inside the cab, a groggy produce of sleep deprivation, hardly able to keep my eyes open, when the driver opened his radio to full blast and I was awoken by this awful song sung by a girl with an awful voice that resembled a 30-year old trying to sound like a 12-year old with a severe case of laryngitis.  And the song went,

"Be my bad boy

Be my man

Be my lover

But please understand that I don't need you around." 

What the f*#k…?!  Nice way to ruin my morning.  God, this is gonna be a loooooong day.  And it doesn't help that the song keeps playing in my mind.

Oh, baby be my bad boy!  Ampotah!