The Cramps - Like A Bad Girl Should

I love your ass for bad or worse 

I love your nasty way you curse 

When you sit down, it's wild how you sit 

Grind your heel in the ground,

the groovy way you spit.

Oh you look good, oh, you smell good 

Oh you taste good, like a bad girl should

When I need love, I love how you feel 

When I need dough, I love how you steal 

I love your sick way you think 

The way your perfume makes you stink

Oh you look good, oh, you smell good 

Oh you taste good, like a bad girl should

I love your boots your fancy clothes 

Your bouffant hair, your pantyhose 

I blow a gasket for your pink jellybean 

Your picnic basket splits my spleen

The Morlocks - Dirty Red

I said, "Girl, what's your name?"

I heard about you and all your little pretty games.

I said, "Girl, you can call me tomorrow."

If you're gonna mess with me, then you're gonna have a heart full of sorrow.

Too bad.

You're sad.

And I'm glad.

Too bad.

You're sad.

I said, "Girl, I kinda like your stuff."

The funny thing is that I never seem to get enough.

I said, "Girl, you better ask your mama."

I'm plowing through your fields like I was a country farmer.

Too bad.

You're sad.

And I'm glad.

Too bad.

You're sad.

I said, "Girl, what's your name?"

I heard about you and all your little pretty games.

I said, "Girl, you can call me tomorrow."

If you're gonna mess with me, then you're gonna have a heart full of sorrow.

Too bad.

You're sad.

And I'm glad.

Too bad.

You're sad.