Your bad girl, talking ’bout your sad girl, yeah
Bad girl, talking 'bout sad girl, yeah
Well, you see them out on the street at night
Picking up all kinds of strangers
Is the price ever really right?
You may ask yourself just who they are
But like anybody else, they come from near and far
Bad girl, talking ’bout your sad girl, well
Said your bad girl, I'm talking 'bout your sad girl, yeah
Friday night and the strip's so hot
Sun’s goin' down and they’re about to trot
Spirit’s high and legs look hot
Tell me somethin'
Can you buy enough?
Can you ever sell enough?
Can you ever make enough?
Can you ever have enough?
You may ask yourself just who they are
But like so many of the others, they wanna be stars, yeah
Talking ’bout bad girls
Hear me tell ya, bad girls
Who you tryna fool?
Who you tryna fool?
Who you tryna fool?
Don't you know everybody treats you?
Oh, bad girl
Bad girl
You naughty, naughty bad girl
Sad girl
You ba-ad girl, yeah
You sad girl, yeah
Oh, you bad girl
Let me tell you, let me tell you 'bout the sad girl
Streetwalkin'
Streetwalkin'
Street talkin'
Streetwalkin'
Street talkin', woah oh oh
Yeah, oh
Your bad girl