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