Donna Summer
Bad Girls
Bad girls
Talking about the sad girls
Sad girls
Talking About bad girls, yeah
See them out on the street
at night, walkin´
Picking up on all kinds of strangers
If the price is right
You can´t score if you´re pocket´s tight
But you want a good time
You ask yourself who
they are
Like everybody else, they come from near and far
Bad girls
Talking about the sad girls
Sad girls
Talking About bad girls, yeah
Friday night and the
strip is hot
Sun´s gone down and they´re out to trot
Spirit´s high and legs look hot
Do you wanna get down?
Now don´t you ask
yourself who they are?
Like everybody else, they wanna be a star
Now you and me we´re
both the same
But you call yourself by different names
Now your mama won´t like it when she finds out
That her girl is out at night
Street talkin´, street walkin´
Hey, mister, have you
got a dime?
Mister, do you want to spent some time? Oh, yeah
I got what you want, you got what I need
I´ll be your baby, come and spend it on me
Sad Girls, you such a
dirty bad girl
Beep-Beep uh uh
You bad girl you sad girl
you such a dirty bad girl
Beep-Beep uh uh
