When I was twelve the other girls laughed and
Said that I was, “flat as a stone.”
But by the end of the summer the new
school year, I was a boom.
Zenith shoulders with a neck inviting pearls.
A tight halter-top, six foot tall with heels.
That’s When I Became
A Big
Bad Good Girl
That’s Why I Became
A Big
Bad Good Girl
It was at the time of night
when I thought I might
give a boy a whirl.
The kind of cute boy I heard about that
could give my hair a curl.
I never tried a hint before but a boy
caught it and kissed me for real.
That’s Why I Became A Big
Bad Good Girl
A Big
Bad Good Girl
(Bridge)
I am so Bad Bad that I am
Good Good Good.
(Verse)
Now I’m a grown up and other woman ask
how do I kept my appeal?
I never follow the rules.
That’s Who I Became
A Big
Bad Good Girl
That’s What I Become
A Big
Bad Good Girl
Copyright 2000 Peggy Penny
All Rights Reserved
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