BAD GIRLS (ACOUSTIC) LYRICS

 

You see them out 

On the street at night 

Picking up all kinds of strangers

If the price is right 

You can’t score if your pockets tight 

But you wanna get down 

You ask yourself 

Who they are 

Like everybody else 

They come from near and far 

 

Bad girls

Talkin’ ’bout the sad girls 

Sad, sad, sad, sad girls 

We’re talking about the bad girls

 

Now it’s Friday night 

And the strip is hot 

The sun gone down 

And they’re out to trot 

Spirits high, legs look hot 

Do you wanna good time 

You ask yourself 

Who they are

Like everybody else 

They wanna be a star

 

Bad girls

Talkin’ ‘bout the sad girls 

Sad, sad, sad, sad girls 

We’re talking about the bad girls

 

Toot toot

Ah, beep beep

Toot toot

Ah, beep beep

 

Now you and me 

We’re both the same 

Though you call yourself 

By a different name 

Your mama won’t like it 

If she finds out 

That her girl been out at night 

 

Bad girls, sad girls 

Talking about the bad girls 

Beep beep

Bad girls, sad girls 

Talking about the bad girls 

Beep beep

 

Toot toot

Ah, beep beep

Toot toot

Ah, beep beep
 

Writers:

Donna Summer

Bruce Sudano 

Joe Esposito

Edward Hokenson