Your shady dealings, revealed;
my lady lips concealed
my wicked game.

We kiss and make up--(you think).
"Sure, I'll forgive you", but (wink, wink)
I'm not that tame.

You fucked me once, I'll fuck you twice.
I'll play "the bad girl", I'm through with "nice".

Now, I'm dressed to kill tonight.
At the bar, I fix my sight
upon my prey.

Eyes of grey and eyes of brown,
both just passing through this town;
my bill they pay.

Up these hotel stairs, we go.
Their hands push up my skirt; I know
I can't turn back.

My curls unpinned, my garments fall;
thrust up against the bedroom wall,
the room goes black.

You fucked me once, I'll fuck you twice.
I'll play "the bad girl", I'm through with "nice".

With every lick, with every kiss,
for not one second, do I miss
your eyes of blue.

With every stroke, with every sway,
my bitter rage, it melts away.
I'm forgiving you.

My mission done, my anger shed,
I leave them grinning on the bed,
and say good bye.

At home your waiting by the door.
My torn panties, I throw on the floor.
You rasp, "Why?"

"Baby, you did cheat.
Baby, you did stray.
But bad girls don't get angry, honey.
No, bad girls like to play."