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