Baby's a bad girl, she's a bad bad girl
And she's bad in a cruel cruel world
Don't say you don't love her
You know you need her
She talks real dirty, but she looks so clean
Frank and fetching, look how she gleams
Take a walk on the side
And don't you deny
It defies you and excites you
To do things you never that you'd do
Because she's a bad girl, baby's a bad bad girl
And she walks with her jeans riding low
And she'll catch the attention of every boy that you know
But she'll fool them, rule them don't you know she loves to lose them
Baby's a bad girl, she's a bad bad girl
Head full of wild curls, wild wild curls
And she'll smack her lips till they bleed
Walk the high road in red heels
Feathers, denim, plaid and slot machines
Give her a lift and she'll give you a kiss
Take a walk on the side
And don't you deny
It defies you and excites you
To do things you never that you'd do.
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Beat Poetry
PoetryModern beat poetry, old school Kerouac, classic Lana Del Rey. If Lana Del Rey's music had an affair with Jack Kerouac's work their love child would be my poetry, set against the pop culture of America, the high of Cubano, the Lolita age where the gl...
