John Christ - Talkin' Dirty lyrics

rate me

Each mornin' Debbie bounces by my desk, it's quarter to nine

Red hair flowin', freckle face, dove soap breeze, she leaves behind

What's she wearin' underneath that Cartier, maybe lace and Chantilly?

I close my eyes and fantasize

Pretend that purity she is until I open up her thighs by talkin' dirty

They like it dirty

Yeah, talkin' dirty

Then I dial her extension, sugary voice on the line

You don't know me Miss, but I've been watching you for some time

I know who you are, fine man, why'd you wait to call?

How'd you miss my mating dance, bouncin' by you in the hall?

She looked so prim and proper, so unlike her alter ego, who's so nasty

To my surprise I recognize

She's like Gidget or June Cleaver till I tell her how you'll breed her

Talkin' dirty

They like it dirty

Talkin' dirty

They like it dirty

Hello?

Put the phone close to your ear, baby

Listen up, I've got something to say

Listen close, I'll talk you through, I know it's your first time

I'll tell you how to stroke your body and how I'm strokin' mine

Can you hear me through these telephone lines? My hot breath in your ear

Close your eyes and open your mind, set your body free

Set it free, set it free, set it free, yeah

Woo

Now you know you can finesse a kitten to a lioness by talkin' dirty

Just close your eyes and fantasize and soon you'll have her where you want her

All you got to do is start talkin' dirty

They like it dirty

Talkin' dirty

They like it dirty

They like it dirty (talkin' dirty, yeah, talkin' dirty)

Talkin' dirty (she's a dirty, a dirty girl)

They like it dirty (she's on the inside, squeal on the outside)

They like it dirty (talkin' dirty, yeah, I'm talking dirty)

Dirty<br />

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Thanks to Razvan