Текст песни Bad Girls - Demo Version - Donna Summer

You bad girl, talkin′ 'bout your sad girl, yeah
Bad girls
Talkin′ 'bout sad girls, yeah
Pickin' up all kinds of strangers
Is the price ever really right?
You may ask yourself
Well, like anybody else
They come from near and far
Bad girl, talkin′ ′bout your sad girl
Well, said your bad girl
Friday night, and the strips so hot
Suns goin' down, and there out to trot
Spirits high and legs look hot
Can you buy enough?
Can you ever sell enough?
Can you ever make enough?
Can you ever have enough?
Just who they are
But, like so many of the others
They wanna a star
Oh yeah, talkin′ 'bout bad girls
Who you tryna fool? Who you tryna fool?
Who you tryna fool?
Don′t you know everybody mistreats you?
Oh, bad girl
You naughty, naughty bad girl
Sad girl
You bad girl, yeah
You sad girl, yeah