Lyrics: Clay Walker. A Few Questions. When She's Good She's Good.

Plastic black frame glasses and her hair back in a bun,
From 9 to 5 she looks just like a school librarian.
But mister come this friday,
When shes punching out, she's ready for love,
The hem comes up and the hair comes tumbling down.

When she's good she's good,
When she's bad she's better.
Looks like Hollywood packed inside that sweater.
Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's better.

She's got a classic custom Mustang,
Black top love machine.
Factory paint,
liscense plate says 77 queen.
Weaving through the traffic like she ain't afraid to crash,
Zepplin on the A Track,
thunder on the dash.

When she's good she's good,
When she's bad she's better.
Looks like Hollywood packed inside that sweater.
Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's better.

Come Monday she's all bussiness far as anyone can see,
she walks a line, dots her i's and crosses all her t's,
everybody she's thinks she's too up tight to be true,
but all along she's sitting on a Blood Red Rose tatoo.

When she's good she's good,
When she's bad she's better.
Looks like Hollywood packed inside that sweater.
Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's better.

Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's so much better.

Oh when she's bad, she so bad, bad, bad, bad. She's bad