Someone found a lady rude me on the radio and it told the world just how you failed.
They never said your name, but I know just who they meant. I was so surprised and shocked. And I wonder, too, if a chance you heard it for yourself. I never told the soldiers had been feeling over you, but they said very loud, they said it on the end.
Oh, yeah, bad girls. Talking about the sad girls. Yeah, back out talking. Bye girls. See them out on the street at night picking up my cans and strangers. If the price is fine, now you can stop if your pockets tight, but you want a good time, you have yourselves who they are like anybody else. I want to build star.
Oh, yeah, bad girls. Talking about the seconds. Yeah, bad girls. To talk about the bad girls. Friday night and the strip is hot, sun gone down and the aftertrap. Our front spirit, high heads look high. Do you wanna get down? You have yourself like any battle. I wanna be a star.
Oh, and stop. Hello. Got it down. Yeah, let’s go. Do you wanna spend some time here? I got really, well, look at what I mean. I believe they become expanded on me better. So bad. Oh, talk about, talking about bad dogs. Really?