each mornin' debbie bounces by my desk it's quarter to nine
red hair flowin' freckle face dove soap breeze she leaves behind
what she wearin' underneath that cartier?
maybe lace and chantilly
i close my eyes and fantasize
pretend that purity she is until i open up her thighs by talkin' dirty
they like it dirty
yeah talkin' dirty

then i dial her extension
sugary voice picks up the line
you don't know me miss, but i've been watching you for some time
i know who you are fine man
why'd you wait to call?
how'd you miss my mating dance bouncin' by you in the hall?

she looked so prim and proper so unlike her alter ego who's so nasty
to my surprise i recognize
she's like gidget or june cleaver ëtill you tell her how you'll breed her talkin' dirty
they like it dirty
talkin' dirty
they like it dirty

put the phone close to your ear baby
listen up, i've got something to say
listen close i'll talk you through
i know it's your first time
i'll tell you how to stroke your body
and how i'm strokin' mine

can you hear me through these telephone lines
my hot breath in your ear
close your eyes and open your mind
set your body free, set it free

now you know you can finesse a kitten to lioness by talkin' dirty
just close your eyes and fantasize, soon you'll have her where you want her
all you got to do is start her talkin' dirty

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