30 Dirty Thoughts

30 Dirty Thoughts - The Wire lyrics

rate me

She was a pretty little filly not a run of the mill

the kind of smokin' little woman makes time stand still

with the bad attitude and the curves to match a

rockin' honey with the money and a hell of a catch

She stared right into my eyes and I thought her mistaken

she was smokin' and a'cracklin like a strip of bacon

she grabbed onto my lapels and in a voice so sweet

said I think it's time for you and I to make ends meet

I know you're thinking this is too good to be true

she was wearin' a wire!

she done broke mah heart!

she was on patrol and I was breaking my parole

she was wearin' a wire!

that undercover tart!

turns out she never had to say what the hell she was doing in town that day

I was caught between the sheets by a devil in a tube

top, devil in a tube top

hey hey mister I got something real special for you

she said hey hey mister I'll throw your world askew

hey hey mister come throw a girl a bone

I said hold on baby, I never seen a g-string with a microphone

She had a big smile on her face as she slammed the door

that boom echoed up and down the empty cell floor

I stared right back at her through the cold steel bars

said babe' it ain't too late for us to reach them stars

With a giggle and a wink she backed up from me

and with a toss of her hips she produced the key

and in a move I can only call cliche

she bent over and let it fall into her lingerie

come get it boy or am I too much girl for you

she was wearin' a wire!

she done broke mah heart!

I could only stand and let my libido accrue

she was wearin' a wire!

that undercover tart!

turns out she never had to say what the hell she was doing in town that day

I was caught between the sheets by a devil in a tube

top, devil in a tube top

hey hey mister I got something real special for you

she said hey hey mister I'll throw your world askew

hey hey mister come throw a girl a bone

I said hold on baby, I never seen a g-string with a microphone

My heart began to race while I watched her strip

she said I like your style, come on and give me a tip

I looked right into her eyes and said I ain't no snitch

but then the villain in my pants, he began to twitch

I was a beaten man, couldn't take no more

I begged her to come and even the score

she glanced down at her belt said I got some toys

now be a good boy and not too much noise

I did the deed and I hit the hay

for a quick in and out that was hell to pay

she stole my pride, she jacked my soul

that schemin little sweet done ate me whole

get down now pretty get down now pretty girl

get down now pretty get down now pretty girl

hey hey mister I got something real special for you

she said hey hey mister I'll throw your world askew

hey hey mister come throw a girl a bone

I said hold on baby, I never seen a g-string with a microphone

hey hey mister it's you that I pursue

she said hey hey mister and flashed me a tattoo

hey hey mister come get with me alone

I said hold on baby, I never seen a g-string with a microphone

mister!

mister!

mister!

mister!

come throw a poor girl a bone she pleaded

mister!

mister!

mister!

mister!

I never seen a g-string with a microphone.

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