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Lazy eyes in the summer heat,
Fresh from outta town.
Now she’s working on the street,
Shakin’ poor boys down.
Chorus:
Girl gone bad
Girl gone bad
Found that girl with a lonesome john,
But she should’ve been with me.
Guess that woman fallen in love,
She don’t work for free
Chorus
(guitar solo)
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