Sad Girl

Being a mistress on the side It might not appeal to fools like you Creeping around on the side Might not be something you would do But you haven't seen my man (man) You haven't seen my man (man, man) You haven't seen my man (man) You haven't seen him (woah-oh) He's got the fire And he walks with it He's got the fire And he talks with it His Bonnie on the side, Bonnie on the side Makes me a sad, sad girl His money on the side, money on the side Makes me a sad, sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a bad girl I'm a bad girl Being a bad bitch on the side Might not appeal to fools like you Creeping around while he gets high It might not be something you would do, but You haven't seen my man (man) You haven't seen my man (man, man) You haven't seen my man (man) You haven't seen him (woah-oh) He's got the fire And he walks with it He's got the fire And he talks with it His Bonnie on the side, Bonnie on the side Makes me a sad, sad girl His money on the side, money on the side Makes me a sad, sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a bad girl I'm a bad girl Watch what you say to me Careful who you're talking to Watch what you say to me Careful who you're talking to I'm on fire, baby I'm on fire He's got the fire And he walks with it He's got the fire And he talks with it His Bonnie on the side, Bonnie on the side Makes me a sad, sad girl His money on the side, money on the side Makes me a sad, sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a bad girl I'm a bad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl I'm a bad girl I'm a bad girl