Donna Summer Bad Girls - DONNA SUMMER lyrics

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 hey come from near and far
Bad girls, yeah

Bad girls, talking about the sad girls, yeah
The 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, yeah, yeah

Bad girl, sad girl, you're such a naughty bad girl
You bad girl, you sad girl, you're such a dirty bad girl

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