Guilty - Alice Cooper Written by:Bob Ezrin/Dick Wagner/Alice Cooper/Al MacMillan/John Tropea/The Hollywood Vampires Just tried to have fun raised hell and then some I'm a dirt-talkin' beer drinkin' woman chasin' minister's son
Slap on the make-up and blast out the music Wake up the neighbors with a roar like a teenage heavy metal elephant gun
If you call that guilty then that's what I am
I'm guilty
I'm guilty
I like driving too fast
Love going too far It seems the law's on my a** every time I stick it out of the door
If you call that guilty then that's what I am
I'm guilty
I'm guilty
Bad boy on a summer night When the heat makes me mean and I wanna fight
With my pedal to the metal And I do what I want to do
Bad girls make me feel all right When it's hot and they start screaming in the night
Golly gee it's wrong to be so guilty
Guilty
Guilty
I'm guilty
My conscience is on vacation in acute degeneration