Bad Girl

	作词 : Eden James
	作曲 : Eden James
	The worst kind of woman she uses him up like a tissue.
	Disposes him like an old razor she had on her legs.
	For her personal amusement she laughs when her puppet is dancing.
	He looks like a fool when he tries to step out from her strings.

	But that ain't my woman. No that ain't my woman.
	She don't seem lady like. She's just a bad girl.

	When people they ask her her age, she'd reply with an eye roll
	"I'm seventeen and I'm insane," then she'd take them to dance.
	I get dressed I pull on my socks and remove all the cat hair.
	I don't own a cat but she does and it sits on my pants.

	But that ain't my woman. No that ain't my woman.
	She don't seem lady like. She's just a bad girl.

	That ain't my, my woman, no. That ain’t my. No no no.
	That ain't my, my woman no. That ain’t my.

	On the first night that we met she had forced herself on me.
	Our genders, if they were reversed you would call it a crime,
	or an inappropriate act at the least. What you call it?
	Hypocrisy and double standards - and a waste of my time.

	But that ain't my woman. No that ain't my woman.
	She don't seem lady like. She's just a bad bad girl.
	That ain’t my woman. No that ain't my woman. She don't seem lady like.
	She's just a bad and shallow shag - a bad bad bad bad girl.

	That ain't my, my woman, no. That ain’t my. No no no.
	That ain't my my woman no. That ain’t my.

	zuò cí : Eden James
	zuò qǔ : Eden James
	The worst kind of woman she uses him up like a tissue.
	Disposes him like an old razor she had on her legs.
	For her personal amusement she laughs when her puppet is dancing.
	He looks like a fool when he tries to step out from her strings.

	But that ain' t my woman. No that ain' t my woman.
	She don' t seem lady like. She' s just a bad girl.

	When people they ask her her age, she' d reply with an eye roll
	" I' m seventeen and I' m insane," then she' d take them to dance.
	I get dressed I pull on my socks and remove all the cat hair.
	I don' t own a cat but she does and it sits on my pants.

	But that ain' t my woman. No that ain' t my woman.
	She don' t seem lady like. She' s just a bad girl.

	That ain' t my, my woman, no. That ain' t my. No no no.
	That ain' t my, my woman no. That ain' t my.

	On the first night that we met she had forced herself on me.
	Our genders, if they were reversed you would call it a crime,
	or an inappropriate act at the least. What you call it?
	Hypocrisy and double standards and a waste of my time.

	But that ain' t my woman. No that ain' t my woman.
	She don' t seem lady like. She' s just a bad bad girl.
	That ain' t my woman. No that ain' t my woman. She don' t seem lady like.
	She' s just a bad and shallow shag a bad bad bad bad girl.

	That ain' t my, my woman, no. That ain' t my. No no no.
	That ain' t my my woman no. That ain' t my.