| I used to be romantic, used to cook and wait to fall
|
| Now when I watch Titanic I don’t even cry at all
|
| That ship sank and so did ours
|
| And it breaks my heart
|
| I used to love to crank a ballad in my F-150 Ford
|
| Now not even Mariah makes me feel much anymore
|
| Those high notes they don’t strike a cord
|
| Wish I could go back to before
|
| You, made love a dirty word
|
| Make a good girl wanna curse your kiss
|
| You piece of…
|
| You, you, you dirty word
|
| My mama raised my right and I really should know better
|
| Than to go around town dropping bombs of four letters
|
| Send you’d L-O-V-E me forever
|
| Now you’re somewhere eating pizza with a girl named Heather
|
| You, made love a dirty word
|
| Make a good girl wanna curse your kiss
|
| You piece of…
|
| You, you, you dirty word
|
| Hey!
|
| Hey!
|
| And if you said you loved me now
|
| I’d just say boy watch your mouth
|
| You… made love a dirty word
|
| Make a good girl wanna curse your kiss
|
| You, made love a dirty word
|
| Make a good girl wanna curse your kiss
|
| You piece of word
|
| You, you, you dirty word, yeah, yeah
|
| You, you, you dirty word
|
| You, you, you dirty word |