She might as well be a dinner bell Smile a simple pimply crack Put that dagger in your back Not much in size and height, designer spite That hollow glare, that sour stare
She knows you're easily led Sections that put in your head Donkey, carrot and stick Knows how slow you tick Like knowing all your needs Like knowing all your greeds Like feeding all the weeds Like dealing in disease Like spit in the breeze So eager to please When you go digging in the dirt You'll be down in the hurt
A dirty murky delight (Dirty, dirty) One lick and you know it ain't right (Murky, murky)
She's not all there But that's what you deserve And so fair is fair
Dirty murky delight One lick and you know it ain't right A dirty murky delight One lick and you know it ain't right
Dirty, murky, delight It ain't right
Dirty, murky, delight (Dirty, dirty, murky, murky) (Dirty, dirty, murky, murky) It ain't right Dirty, murky, delight (Dirty, dirty, murky, murky) (Dirty, dirty, murky, murky) It ain't right
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