Kinda Outta Luck

I was born bad But then I met you You made me nice for a while But my dark side's true. You never cared what I did at all Motel singer at a silver ball I did what I had to do... Femme fatale, always on the run Diamonds on my wrist, whiskey on my tongue Before I give back, I gotta get drunk So get over here, pour me a cold one. Babe you can see that I'm danger Teetering off of the stage, yeah Sparkling in sequins, say hey-yeah Time to give in to the kindness of strangers. Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun? My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck I really want him back, but I'm flat outta luck. Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun? My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck I really want him back, but I'm kinda outta luck. Wrong, I know, killing someone It gets a little easier when you've done it once You know that I'm fun, you know that I'm young So tell me your mind, let's get it on. Babe you can see that I'm danger Teetering off of the stage, yeah I said it really nicely so can you be my savior? Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun? My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck I really want him back, but I'm flat outta luck. I was a dangerous girl You were too nice for this world And now I'm back on the prowl Who wants to give it a whirl? Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun? My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck I really want him back, but I'm flat outta luck.