Awkward arrangement
A good girl, sometimes gone bad
That curl in her hair

What was it she knew
That being bad was okay
When the curl fell flat

And, when she was bad
She was oh so very bad
No nursery rhyme, this.

Peace, bad girls.
Awkward arrangement
A good girl, sometimes gone bad
That curl in her hair
What was it she knew
That being bad was okay
When the curl fell flat
And, when she was bad
She was oh so very bad
No nursery rhyme, this.
Peace, bad girls.