Lyrics: Jeff Blim
Music: Jeff Blim
Hey boo, Daddy needs a little of that dirty soup
Slice me off a piece of that saucy you
I swear you got me hypnotized
You looking all filthy-like
You know it's wrong, I know it's right
Chaste Grace
I never ever told ya to behave
I am expecting you to be-betray me
I'm only in if you're over it
A one-way ticket power trip
With no room for censorship
Babe, I'm love you all night long
But you gotta do wrong
Yeah, you gotta do wrong
Oh, dirty, dirty girl, won't you sing for me?
Won't you love me like you don't care?
Dirty, dirty girl, will you pray for me
When I push and pull on your hair?
Hey, brute
You talk to me like you're in a locker room
It's clear you've never stepped in a classroom
You think I am leaving room for you?
The Trinity is more than two
You want me, can't be skipping school
For shame, I am expecting you to be-behave
You think your thirsty craving is brave
Take a sip and soap your soiled mouth
You want a tour of the house?
You better straighten out your cooked ways
I'm singing a sacred song
On your knees, pray along
If you wanna last until dawn
Oh, dirty, dirty girl, won't you sing for me?
Won't you love me like you don't care?
I don't care about you
Dirty, dirty girl, will you pray for me
When I push and pull on your hair?
I think I'm loving you more than I should
You got my judgement all muddy and cloudy
Ah-ah
But my dirty girl soup / But your dirty girl soup
Got me you hungry for more than that
Our loving is foul but it's good
You're breaking hearts for the fun and it's bloody
Ah-ah
But your dirty girl soup got me hungry for more than that
But my dirty girl soup got me hungry for more
Hungry for more
Hungry for more
Hungry for more
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a good girl(Hungry for more)
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a good girl(Hungry for more)
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a good girl(i'm hungry for more)
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a good girl(You're my good girl)
Who on occasion gets dirty!
Dirty, dirty girl, won't you sing for me?
Won't you love me like you don't care?
I won't care about you
Dirty, dirty girl, will you pray for me
While our loving poisons the air?
Hey boo, Daddy needs a little of that dirty soup