Dirty, but Well Dressed

Ah, come on, girls

Me and the boys just dying to meet you

I saw ya strutting along

And thought we wouldn't go wrong, yeah

Ya got your long, long legs

Crawling up to your neck, yeah

Hey, girl, are you going our way?

(I know your game)

I come across your kind before

(You ain't so tame)

I want it now, and that's for sure

'Cause I'm dirty

I'm a well-dressed beau just looking for fun

And I'm dirty

Well, I'm a cream machine, yeah, I'm a son of a gun

G-got you down on all fours, just begging for more

She liked to play behind closed doors

When the lights went out

We had her wheeling and dealing

But then the cops came in

She started screaming and squealing

(I know your name)

They say that love is all the same

(You ain't so tame)

All you say is shame, shame, shame

'Cause I'm dirty

I'm a well-dressed beau just looking for fun

And I'm dirty

Well, I'm a cream machine, yeah, I'm a son of a gun

And I'm dirty

I'm a well-dressed beau just looking for fun

'Cause I'm dirty

Well, I'm a cream machine, yeah, I'm a son of a gun

I know what I want

Don't like 'em prissy

I like 'em tall, I like 'em small

I love 'em all, ow

Dirty

I'm a well-dressed beau just looking for fun

And I'm dirty

Well, I'm a cream machine, yeah, I'm a son of a gun

And I'm dirty

I'm a well-dressed beau just looking for fun

And I'm dirty

Well, what did you say your name was again?

Wait a minute, come back here

Well, I'm not that dirty, am I?

Ha, ha, ha