Bad Girls

Bad Girls - Donna Summer

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 they come from near and far

Bad girls

Talking about the sad girls

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 want to get down

Now don't you ask yourself who they are

Like everybody else they want to be a star

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

Girl is out at night

Hey mister have you got a dime

Mister do you want to spend 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