Lyrics for singles by Donna Summer

Love to Love You, Baby

I love to love you baby... ahw...
When you're laying so close to me
There's no place I'd rather you be than with me, ee, uh!

I love to love you, baby... ahw...
Do it to me again and again
You put me in such a awful spin, in a spin, in uh !

I love to love you baby... ahw...
Lay your head down real close to me
Soothe my mind and set me free, set me free, ee, uh !

Uh, I love to love you baby... uh ahw...
Love to love you baby...

Uh !... uuhh !!... ahw !... aah !...
Love to love you baby baby...

I Feel Love

Ooh it's so good, it's so good
It's so good, it's so good
It's so good

Ooh I'm in love, I'm in love,
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love

Ooh I feel love, I feel love
I feel love, I feel love
I feel love

I feel love
I feel love
I feel love

Ooh fall and free, fall and free
Fall and free, fall and free
Fall and free

Ooh you and me, you and me
You and me, you and me
You and me

Ooh I feel love, I feel love
I feel love, I feel love
I feel love

Hot Stuff

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

Lookin' for some hot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some hot stuff baby tonight
I want some hot stuff baby this evenin'
Gotta have some hot stuff
Gotta have some lovin' tonight
I need hot stuff
I want some hot stuff
I need some hot stuff

Lookin' for a lover who needs another
Don't want another night on my own
Wanna share my love with a warm blooded lover
Wanna bring a wild man back home

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Sittin' here eatin' my heart out, no reason
Won't spend another night on my own
I dialed about a hundred numbers baby
I'm bound to find somebody home

Bad Girls

Bad girls
Talking about the sad girls
Sad girls
Talking About bad girls, yeah

See them out on the street at night, walkin'
Picking up on all kinds of strangers
If the price is right
You can't score if you're pocket's tight
But you want a good time

You ask yourself who they are
Like everybody else, they come from near and far

Bad girls
Talking about the sad girls
Sad girls
Talking About bad girls, yeah

Friday night and the strip is hot
Sun's gone down and they're out to trot
Spirit's high and legs look hot
Do you wanna get down?

Now don't you ask yourself who they are?
Like everybody else, they wanna be a star

Now you and me we're both the same
But you call yourself by different names
Now your mama won't like it when she finds out
That her girl is out at night
Street talkin', street walkin'

Hey, mister, have you got a dime?
Mister, do you want to spent some time? Oh, yeah
I got what you want, you got what I need
I'll be your baby, come and spend it on me

Sad Girls, you such a dirty bad girl
Beep-Beep uh uh
You bad girl you sad girl
you such a dirty bad girl
Beep-Beep uh uh

She Works Hard for the Money

She works hard for the money. So hard for it, honey.
She works hard for the money. So you better treat her right.

Onetta here in the corner stand and wonders where she is.
And it's strange to her, some people seem to have everything.
9 am on the hour hand and she's waiting for the bell.
And she's looking real pretty. She's waiting for her clientele.

She works hard for the money. So hard for it, honey.
She works hard for the money. So you better treat her right.

Twentyeight years have come and gone.
And she's seen a lot of tears
of the ones who come in. They really seem to need her there.
It's a sacrifice working day to day. For little money just tips for pay.
But it's worth it all just to hear them say that they care.

She works hard for the money. So hard for it, honey.
She works hard for the money. So you better treat her right.

She already knows she's seen her bad times.
She already knows these are the good times.
She'll never sell out, she never will, not for a dollar bill.
She works haaaaard.........