Kinda Outta Luck
I was born badBut then I met youYou made me nice for a whileBut my dark side's true.
You never cared what I did at allMotel singer at a silver ballI did what I had to do...
Femme fatale, always on the runDiamonds on my wrist, whiskey on my tongueBefore I give back, I gotta get drunkSo get over here, pour me a cold one.
Babe you can see that I'm dangerTeetering off of the stage, yeahSparkling in sequins, say hey-yeah
Time to give in to the kindness of strangers.
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda funWhen I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truckI really want him back, but I'm flat outta luck.
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda funWhen I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truckI really want him back, but I'm kinda outta luck.
Wrong, I know, killing someoneIt gets a little easier when you've done it onceYou know that I'm fun, you know that I'm youngSo tell me your mind, let's get it on.
Babe you can see that I'm dangerGlamorous, but I'm deranged, yeahTeetering off of the stage, yeahI said it really nicely so can you be my savior?
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda funWhen I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truckI really want him back, but I'm flat outta luck.
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda funWhen I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truckI really want him back, but I'm kinda outta luck.
I was a dangerous girlYou were too nice for this worldAnd now I'm back on the prowlWho wants to give it a whirl?
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda funWhen I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truckI really want him back, but I'm flat outta luck.
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda funWhen I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truckI really want him back, but I'm kinda outta luck.