Kinda Outta Luck

I was born bad

But then I met you

You made me nice for a while

But my dark side's true.

You never cared what I did at all

Motel singer at a silver ball

I did what I had to do...

Femme fatale, always on the run

Diamonds on my wrist, whiskey on my tongue

Before I get bad, I gotta get drunk

So get over here, pour me a cold one.

Babe you can see that I'm danger

Teetering off of the stage, yeah

Sparkling in sequins, say hey-yeah

Time to give in to the kindness of strangers.

Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun

When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?

My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck

I really want him back, but I'm flat outta luck.

Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun...

Wrong, I know, killing someone

It gets a little easier when you've done it once

You know that I'm fun, you know that I'm young

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So tell me you're mine and let's get it on.

Babe you can see that I'm danger

Glamorous bred, I'm deranged, yeah

Teetering off of the stage, yeah

I said it really nicely so can you be my savior?

Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun... (2x)

I was a dangerous girl

You were too nice for this world

And now I'm back on the prowl

Who wants to give it a whirl?

Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun... (2x)