Lyrics Donna Summer

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, yeah

Bad girls

Talking about the sad girls, yeah

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

Bad girl

Sad girl, you're such a naughty bad girl

Beep-Beep, uh-uh

You bad girl you sad girl

Your such a dirty bad girl

Beep-Beep, uh-uh

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

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

Hey, Mister

I'll spend some time with you