'Bad Girls' Medley: Dim All the Lights / Sunset People / Bad Girls / Hot Stuff - Live at Pacific Amphitheatre, Costa Mesa, California, 6th August 1983

Dim all the lights, sweet darling, 'cause the night is on its way
Turn up the old Victrola, gonna dance the night away (ay, ay-ay)

Love just don't come easy (no, no)
No, it seldom does (ay, ay)
When you find the perfect love
Let it fill you up!
Fill you up! Oh-oh, up!

Hey, baby, dim all the lights, sweet darling, 'cause the night is on its way
Hey, baby, turn up the old Victrola, gonna dance the night away

Love just don't come easy (no, no)
No, it seldom does (yeah, yeah)
When you find the perfect love
Let it fill you up!
Fill you up! Oh-oh! Hey
Whoa!

Late night flight, LAX
Limousine, and you're all set for sunset
For sunset
Hired house, penthouse suite
Street's alive below your feet on sunset
On sunset

Rainbow girl, whiskey man
Spottin' every star, they can on sunset
On sunset
Rock 'n' roll every night
Underneath the neon signs on sunset
On sunset

Sunset people (doin' it right, night after night)
Sunset people (night after night, doin' it right)
Hey!

Hey (toot-toot, aah-aah, wee-wee)
(Toot-toot, aah-aah, beep-beep)
(Toot-toot, aah-aah, wee-wee) oh yeah
Can you spend a dime? (Toot-toot, aah-aah, wee-wee)
Hey, mister (toot-toot, aah-aah, beep-beep)
Do you want to stand and dance? (Toot-toot, aah-aah, beep-beep)

Bad girls (whoa!)
Talkin' 'bout the sad girls
Sad girls, talkin' 'bout bad-bad girls, yeah

Well, you see them out on the street at night (walking)
Pickin' up all kinds of strangers (if the price is right)
You can stop if your pocket's tight
But do you wanna get down?

You ask yourself "who they are?"
Like anybody else, they come from near and far
Whoa!
Come on, man
Yeah, you got it, baby, do you want love?
Re-re-real, real hot, real-real hot

Sittin' here eatin' my heart out, waitin'
Waitin' for some lover to call
I dialed about a hundred numbers, lately
Almost rang the phone off the wall

Lookin' for some (hot stuff), baby, this evening
I need some (hot stuff), baby, tonight
Gimme little (hot stuff), baby, this evening
Gonna need your loving, I got too much to love tonight

(Hot stuff)
I need (hot stuff)
Looking for (hot stuff) hot stuff
Wanna have (hot stuff)
Come on, everybody
Whoa!
Do you want love?
Do you want my love?

I must have some (hot stuff), baby, this evening
I need some (hot stuff), baby, this evening
I need some hot stuff, baby
I need some hot stuff, baby, yeah

(Hot, hot, hot, hot stuff)
(Hot, hot, hot) do you want love?
(Hot, hot, hot, hot stuff)
(Hot, hot, hot stuff!)
Whoa!
What bad girl, what bad girl, huh?
I paid 12 dollars for this ticket, and I wouldn't run away for it, right?
Don't you realize that I had two children in two years?
I worked so hard, hahaha
Can any of you remember the good old days?
Oh, let's say, maybe, oh, let's say about five years ago (yeah!)
The good old days, back when this rocket, well, they hit



Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Sudano, Donna Summer, Eddie Hokenson, Harold Faltermeyer, Joe Esposito, Keith Forsey, Pete Bellotte
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