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dirty
So dirty, so dirty, can't help but getting
Freaky, freaky, freaky, this situation's dirty
Dirty, dirty, oh, wee, oh

Miss Fatty, your body,
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne
So, by keeping her heart protected
She'd never ever feel rejected
Little miss apprehensive
own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne
So, by keeping her heart protected
She'd never ever feel rejected
Little miss
of a whore
Always wanted by the law

Wouldn't you like to know ?
Wouldn't you like to know people ?
Great King Rat was a dirty old man
And a dirty old
own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne
So, by keeping her heart protected
She'd never ever feel rejected
Little miss
gone, Madam,
She ran to the man who led her so far astray,
And from under her velvet gown,
She drew a forty-four pistol,
And she shot that dirty rascal
when the sun goes down
Bang on the ol' screen door
I wanna hear an old time fiddle
Like you never get to hear anymore

I miss ol' Herman Stover
I've got a bud ain't frightened by shooters 
So lets have a drink for a couple of troopers 
No her old man won't know I've been giving it some 
Unless
to you
Knowing that you will
Probably never receive it
But I miss you
I walk by myself
I talk to myself
I sleep by myself
Ooh baby, I miss you
Cold gray dawn, steel blue day sunset rust tonight
It's the same old picture to a love struck man
Who's suddenly seen the light
And I miss that
on the thighs
Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
but that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard

He's going to end up, on the dirty
on the thighs
Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
but that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard

He's going to end up, on the dirty
to you
Knowing that you will
Probably never receive it
But I miss you
I walk by myself
I talk to myself
I sleep by myself
Ooh baby, I miss you
and sick
Like my old man's tired convictions
Nobody has a hold on me

At dusk it gets mighty dim
And the lights fire up the beach
I don't feel much like
miss you with all my heart
This is not, is this not my home?

I feel cold getting old
More than the climate's change
Stranded on this island
The rate
own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne
So, by keeping her heart protected
She'd never ever feel rejected
Little miss
the Snake, Gold Dust and Owen Heart
I miss it and Freddy and Jason Volies
I miss sneaking down the to TV and watching late night movies

bad old pussycat
Images on the sidewalk 
Speak of dream's descent 
Washed away by the storms 
To graves of cynical lament 
Dirty canvases to call my own 
Protest
When the train pulls in the station you'll be waiting by the track
You're havin' trouble sleepin' nights you want me to come back
But that old
Before she died, she cried to see me by her side
She always did her best, ah! cookin', cleanin'
Always in the same old dress
Workin' hard down on her knees
Before she died, she cried to see me by her side
She always did her best, ah! cookin', cleanin'
Always in the same old dress
Workin' hard down on her knees
Before she died, she cried to see me by her side
She always did her best, ah! cookin', cleanin'
Always in the same old dress
Workin' hard down on her knees
even killed the time by helpin my man pass out fliers
Now all I want to do is get in where I fit in
Shake my ass with the baddest pidgeon with her wig
Air Force Ones

I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom
(Big boy) there's something bout them that's dirty why I got 'em
(Big boy) I
an old rag
It ain't nine to five
Down and dirty he's an old tramp
He poses like a dead man
The night train passes by Money's not the answer for princes