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"The Soul Sessions" > "Dirty Man" |
B. Miller |
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You're a dirty, dirty man
And you, you gotta a dirty mind
You're a dirty, dirty man
You and that other woman
You're two of a kind
But you forgot one thing baby
When you were doing me wrong
That I'm a good housekeeper
I'm gonna take my broom and sweep
All of the dirt, yes sir, out in the street
You're a dirty, ooh, you're a dirty man
Oh, in so many, so many dirty ways
You're a dirty, dirty man
And you've been hiding your little dirt
All over this here place
I know you have
Oh, here's my chance baby
To throw some mud in your face
Cause I'm a good housekeeper
I'm gonna take my broom and sweep
All of the dirt, yes I am, out in the street
Oh, I'm cleaning up my whole house
Fast as I can
It's time to make everything, oh
Spick and span
You're a dirty, ooh, you're a dirty man
Oh, you do me dirty for so many years, yes you did
You're a dirty, dirty man, yes you are, ooh, oh
And I'm tired of you and your woman
And your dog too
You're a dirty man, you're a dirty man
Now get out of my house
Don't you never, never, never, never
Come back again
Don't you never
You're a dirty, you're a dirty man
And I'm done with your dirty ways |
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