Bad Girl

Bad girl, bad girl

Go hide away, go hurl

That friggin' skirt of yours

That is way too short for my mama and me

Bad girl, bad girl

Don't be too comfy with yourself

We'll be at your back with a hack to stand

And watchin' you bleed

High on lies

My tongue is tired and dry

I wish for you to come and buy my whiskey

Give me some of that old lovers' song

I need my fix but not your flak now, honeyGo hide away, go home

You biggie bawd

Go hide away, go home

You ball of odd

We'll weed you out like a bug, like a punk

Like a bawdy, littleBad girl, bad girl

Go hide away, go hurl

Those friggin' friends of yours

We're short of those, but we'll mock you for itHey!Mmmm, by and by

My skirt will stay up high

And there is plenty of room for more acquaintance

Cry and cry

But not for your remarks

So you go put that in your pipe and smoke itGo hide away, go home

You biggie bawd

Go hide away, go home

You ball of odd

We'll weed you out like a bug, like a punk

Like a bawdy, little.Bad girl, bad girl

Don't be too sure

We'll stick around for you no more

On your dirty floor, not Papa nor meHey!My oh my, you pry into my mind

I'm gonna riddle yours till you turn scarlet

I'll revolt, and you'll deceive your souls

It's to yourselves you are not true, you harlotsGo hide away, go home

You biggie bawd

Go hide away, go home

You ball of odd

We'll weed you out like a bug, like a punk

Like a bawdy, little.Bad girl, bad girl

Go hide away, go hurl

That friggin' skirt of yours

That is way too short for my mama and me

Bad girl, bad girl

Don't be too sure

We'll stick around for you no more

On your dirty floor, not Papa nor meBad girl, bad girl

Go hide away

Bad girl

Bad girl, bad girl

Go hide away

Bad girl

Songwriters

Anne Marit Bergheim, Marianne Sveen, Solveig Heilo, Turid JørgensenPublished by

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing