You see them out

On the street at night

Picking up all kinds of strangers

If the price is right

You can't score if your pockets are tight

But you wanna get down

You ask yourself

Who are they?

Like everyone else

They come from near and far



Bad girls

Talking 'bout the sad girls
Sad, sad, sad, sad girls

We're talking about the bad girls



Now it's Friday night

And the strip is hot

The sun has gone down

And they're out to trot

Spirits high, legs look hot

Do you want a good time?

You ask yourself

Who are they?

Like everyone else

They want to be a star


Bad girls

Talking 'bout the sad girls

Sad, sad, sad, sad girls

We're talking about the bad girls



Toot-toot

Oh, beep beep

Toot-toot

Oh, beep beep



Now you and me

We are both the same
Though you call yourself

By a different name

Your mom won't like it

If she finds out

That her girl been out at night



Bad girls, sad girls

Talking about bad girls

Beep-beep

Bad girls, sad girls

Talking about bad girls

Beep-beep



Toot-toot

Oh, beep beep

Toot-toot

Oh, beep beep