Beth Hart

Bad Woman Blues

Got the lips
Got the legs
I was born to drive a man insane
I don’t worry and
I don’t shame
Put it on me, I’m the queen of pain
I been bad
I been cruel
I’m not sorry baby, sorry for you
It’s my party and I don’t dance
Just want your liquor and your cheap romance
I’m not your mama I’m not your wife
I’m not the one who’ll make it right
Them good girls always lose
I got the bad woman blues
I got the bad woman
Bad woman bad bad bad woman blues
Got hips
Got the shake
I put the cherry on your chocolate cake
Don’t need roses or your pink champagne
I be the sugar rush in your veins
I’m not your mama I’m not your wife
I’m not the one who’ll make it right
Them good girls always lose
I got the bad woman blues
I got the bad woman
Bad woman bad bad bad woman blues
Sad as I am
It feels so good to be bad
There ain’t no love
If there ain’t no crime
That’s a rap
That’s a rhyme
I’m not your mama I’m not your wife
I’m not the one who’ll make it right
Them good girls always lose
I don’t pray to angels dressed in white
I’m not the one who’ll save your life
Them good girls always lose
I got the bad woman blues
I got the bad woman bad woman bad bad bad woman blues
I got the bad woman blues
I got the bad woman bad woman bad bad bad woman blues
Sad as I am
It feels so good to be bad
Sad as I am
It feels so good to be bad
Sad as I am
It feels so good to be bad
I got the bad woman bad woman bad bad bad woman blues