I sat there alone listening to the saxophone
whiskey sour at the bar
Then I saw her silhouette
Next to me she came and sat
Asked me for a cigarette, that’s how we met
She became my honey
My personal playboy bunny
I was her hundred dollar bill
We spent all our money
Always out looking for a thrill
It’s never cheap in Beverly Hills [bad word] 
Josephine, you did me wrong
I know I’ll miss your face but I’m moving on
Josephine, all I know
You and me we had something 
Now I gotta let you go

I don’t know
It’s a matter of my taste
I like the bad girls
Yeah I always been this way
You know the type
So badly behaved
Don’t care about noting but trouble 
And they don’t care what you say
She was my honey
Ain’t it funny how it goes
It rises and it falls
But ooh looking back 
I got no regrets at all [bad word]