I'm going crazy when I see you walkin' past
Look at that, looking, looking like a snack, look at that
And you, you stare me down, love my fair wicked eyes
And you tell me what to do, when I can't keep my eyes off you

He's conventional, you're mystical
I'm criminal, but it's spiritual
I cannot fight off a burnin' desire
That's what I gettin' for playin' with fire, the fire

I got that eighty-twenty, know I got that eighty-twenty
I get that eighty from my baby, and it's good for me
But I want that twenty-twenty, thinkin' 'bout that twenty-twenty
I get that eighty from my baby, do it, do it for me (oh)

When you fight it, all that temptation
'Cause I'm so excited, but so indecisive, nah (no)
Wanna dive in, with no hesitation (oh)
I got limitations, wish I could taste it now

He's conventional, you're mystical
I'm criminal, but it's spiritual
I cannot fight off a burnin' desire
That's what I gettin' for playin' with fire, with fire

I got that eighty-twenty, know I got that eighty-twenty
I get that eighty from my baby, and it's good for me
But I want that twenty-twenty, thinkin' 'bout that twenty-twenty
I get that eighty from my baby, do it, do it for me

Oh
Oh (fire, fire)
Oh (oh)
Oh (fire, fire, yeah)

I'm a good girl, but you make me bad
Got a real one, but I do him bad
I'm a good girl, but you make me bad
Got a real one, but I do him bad

I got that eighty-twenty, know I got that eighty-twenty
I get that eighty from my baby, and it's good for me (oh)
But I want that twenty-twenty, thinkin' 'bout that twenty-twenty (twenty, twenty-twenty, baby)
I get that eighty from my baby, do it, do it for me (oh)

I'm a good girl, but you make me bad
Got a real one, but I do him bad
I'm a good girl (I'm a good girl), but you make me bad (but you make me bad)
Got a real one (yeah), but I do him bad