Darren Hayman — Bad, Bad, Bad, Bad Girl lyrics

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She was a bad bad bad girl
All the leaflets they would read
The thing he couldn’t conceive
She was a bad bad bad girl
It was a cruel, cruel, cruel thing
In all the waiting rooms, they would stare
At rows of plastic chairs
It was a cruel, cruel, cruel thing
He was a big strong gentle man
He loved her most days
In a tender and brutish way
He was a big strong gentle man
She was a bad bad bad girl
They thing she wanted, she got
But something was lost
She was a bad bad bad girl