Bryan Cole - Talkin' Dirty lyrics

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UNDER THE HOOD OF HER BLACK CORVETTE

COVERED IN GREASE, OIL, AND SWEAT

LOOKIN’ HOT IN THAT SUMMER SUN

BABY MAKES MY MOTOR RUN

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FOUR WHEELIN’ MUD SLINGIN’

KICKIN’ UP A LITTLE DUST

THAT’S THE WAY IT IS

WITH THE TWO OF US

GRASS STAINS, BACKYARD GAMES

SHE CAN’T GET ENOUGH

SHE LOOKS SO SWEET

WHEN SHE’S CLEANED UP PRETTY

BUT IT TURNS ME ON WHEN SHE’S

TALKIN’ DIRTY

OUT IN THE GARDEN DIGGIN’ IN THE DIRT

GOD’S GREEN EARTH ALL OVER HER SHIRT

CUT-OFF JEANS AND A RED BANDANNA

THEY GROW ‘EM GOOD DOWN IN ALABAMA

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INSTRUMENTAL

BRIDGE

SHE SAYS WASH ME DOWN WITH A WATER HOSE

SHE COMES OUT SMELLING LIKE A ROSE

TAKES MY HAND SAYS MY WORK IS DONE

LET’S YOU AND ME GO HAVE SOME FUN

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