Lyrics That Dirty Old Man - Ruth Kobart

For over thirty years I've cried myself to sleep
Assailed by doubts and fears so great
The gods themselves would weep
The moment I am gone
I wonder where he'll go
In all your simple honesty
You can't begin to know
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

I want him
I need him
Where is he?

That dirty old man is here somewhere
Cavorting with someone young and fair
Disporting in every shameless whim
Just wait'll I get my hands on him!
I'll hold him
Hold him
Where is he?

That dirty old man, where can he be?
Profaning our vows for all to see
Complaining how he's misunderstood
Abusing me -if he only would
Oh love
Sweet love
Why hide?

You vermin, you worm, you villain!
Confess
And press your bride
Wherever he is, I know he's still an angel
My angel
Where is he?

That dirty old man divine!
I love him
I loathe him
That lecherous, lewd, lascivious, loathsome, lying, lazy
Dirty old man of mine!