paroles de chanson A CertainType of Dirty - Jeff Stults

Little freaky deaky I met you at the mall
Leaning on the wall of a bathroom stall
Looking all geeky, just making a scene
In super tight jeans full of jellybeans
Little freaky deaky, what about this though
Let's go to the disc, now you're cooking with crisco
Looking all sqeeky, maybe I'm a wussy
But I still wanna jam it in your ugly pussy

At the urinal but you aint never pee pee
A little midnight fuckery
Aint never hurt nobody

You know there's a certain type of dirty
That you just can't wash off
You know there's a certain type of dirty
That you just can't wash off
It's a free for all, you're my favorite type of greaseball

Little freaky deaky, wearing short shorts
At the airport, giving samples on the food court
Looking all fly, aint never been kissed
Jam my hand in you like a ventriloquist
Little freaky deaky, unlucky and curvy
You want a horse dick
To wreck your Kentucky Derby
Looking all tanned, you don't understand
Gently fucking a slice of bologna in your hand

At the urinal but you aint never pee pee
A little midnight fuckery
Aint never hurt nobody

You know there's a certain type of dirty
That you just can't wash off
You know there's a certain type of dirty
That you just can't wash off
It's a free for all, you're my favorite type of greaseball