Dirty man by Joss Jones

Dirty man by Joss Jones - Beautiful

You're a dirty, dirty man
And you gotta dirty mind
You're a dirty, dirty man
You and that other woman, you're 2 of a kind
But you forgot 1 thing baby when you were doing me wrong
That Im a good house keeper
Im gonna take my broom and sweep
All of the dirt out on the street
You're a dirty, dirty man
Oh in so many, so many dirty ways
You're a dirty, dirty man
And you've been hidding your little dirt all over this here place I know you have
Oh here's my chance baby to throw some mud in your face
Coz Im a good house keeper Im gonna take my broom and sweep
All of the dirt, yes I am, out on the street
Oh, Im cleaning outl my whole house
Fast as I canIts time to make everything spick and span
You're a dirty, ooh you're a dirty man
You do me dirty for so many years, yes u did
You're a dirty, dirty man, yes u are
And Im tired of you and your woman and your dog too
You're a dirty man You're a dirty man
Now get outta my houseDont u never, never, never come back again
Dont u never You're a dirty, dirty man
And Im done with your dirty ways

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