I Want to Be Evil, Pt. 1 - Eartha Kitt

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I’ve posed for pictures with Iv’ry Soap

I’ve petted stray dogs, and shied clear of dope

My smile is brilliant, my glance is tender

But I’m noted most for my unspoiled gender

I’ve been made Miss Reingold, though I never touch beer

And I’m the person to whom they say, «You're sweet, my dear, «The only etchings I’ve seen have been behind glass

And the closest I’ve been to a bar is at ballet class

Prim and proper, the girl who’s never been cased

I’m tired of being pure and not chased

Like something that seeks it’s level

I want to go to the devil

I want to be evil, I want to spit tacks

I want to be evil and cheat at jacks

I want to be wicked, I want to tell lies

I want to be mean and throw mud pies

I want to wake up in the morning

With that dark brown taste

I want to see some dissipation in my face

I want to be evil, I want to be mad

But more than that, I want to be bad

I want to be evil and trump an ace

Just to see my partner’s face

I want to be nasty, I want to be cruel

I want to be daring, I want to shoot pool

And in the theater, I want to change my seat

Just so I can step on everybody’s feet

I want to be evil, I want to hurt flies

I want to sing songs like the guy who cries

I want to be horrid, I want to drink booze

And whatever I’ve got, I’m eager to lose

I want to be evil, little evil me

Just as mean and evil as I can be!