Johnny Van Zant - Good Girls Turning Bad Lyrics
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Good Girls Turning Bad
Good Girls Turning Bad Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Good Girls Turning Bad By Johnny Van Zant?
A preacher's daughter, her life's law and order
Her daddy holds her too tight She can't escape, she can't make no mistakes She's finished with school and now she's ready for life When a good girl turns bad She changes overnight When a good girl turns bad She's not concerned about what's wrong or right She don't care A good girl's turning bad A good girl's turning bad Her pride is showing, she's hurt and out to show 'em This independence she's earned She's not afraid of what they might say Let them imagine whatever they like When a good girl turns bad She's out to play all the games When a good girl turns bad She'll take the credit but she don't want the blame Who's to blame? A good girl's turning bad A good girl's turning bad She's turning bad A good girl's turning bad A good girl's turning bad A preacher's daughter, her life was law and order Her daddy held her too tight She ain't afraid of what they might think They've got to know she's gonna run her own life A good girl's turning bad A good girl's turning bad A good girl's turning bad A good girl's turning bad She's so bad |
Who Wrote Good Girls Turning Bad By Johnny Van Zant?
Donnie Van Zant, Johnny Van Zant, Larry Steele, Robbie Gay
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What's The Duration Of The Good Girls Turning Bad By Johnny Van Zant?The duration of Good Girls Turning Bad is 3:33 minutes and seconds. |
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