| Dirty Mama
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| «It's the content of your blouse that makes me aroused»
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| He said and grabbed my arm
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| He’s a dirty old man with a beer in his hand
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| He thinks he’s got the charm
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| Old dirty man, dirty man, don’t you have a real life?
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| Old dirty man, shouldn’t you be home with your wife?
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| He stumble when he walks and he spits when he talks
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| He smells like cheap cologne
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| He’s a married old man with the zipper always down
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| He should have stayed at home
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| Old dirty man, dirty man, don’t you have a real life?
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| Old dirty man, shouldn’t you be home with your wife?
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| Cause you’re to old to be here, we’re only eighteen years old
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| And what are you, like fiftyfive. |
| So don’t you even try
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| Old dirty man, dirty man, don’t you have a real life?
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| Old dirty man, shouldn’t you be home with your wife?
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| Cause you’re to old to be here, we’re only eighteen years old
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| And what are you, like fiftyfive. |
| So don’t you even try
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| And you’re to old to be here, we’re only eighteen years old
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| And what are you, like fiftyfive. |
| So don’t you even try
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| Dirty old man
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| Dirty old man
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| Dirty old man
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| Dirty old man |