She's the kind of girl
That your mother warns you about
She's on fire
Burns up everything in sight
You want a taste
But you'll never make it through the night
She's the kind of girl
That your Father warns you about
Yeah
Shirley Wickedness
Yeah
Is dressed up with riches
Yeah
She's got a mouth that's so sweet
Yeah
But she's a white washed tomb
She's the kind of girl
That your little sister warns you about
You want to know what's on her mind
But she leads you astray
Said you want to try a little
But she burns you up and leaves you in the ashtray
She's the kind of girl
That your big brother warns you about
Yeah
Shirley Wickedness
Yeah
Is dressed up with riches
Yeah
She's got a mouth that's so sweet
Yeah
But she's a white washed tomb
Yeah
Shirley Wickedness
Yeah
Is dressed up with riches
Yeah
She's got a mouth that's so sweet
Yeah
But she's a white washed tomb