Friday Lyrics Mash: Talk Dirty To Me To Dirty Talk

Talk dirty to me (yeah yeah)

Down in the basement
Our conversations ain’t long
When you talk dirty to me
You know I call you, I call you on the telephone
Talk dirty to me
You know I never, I’ve never seen you look so good
Get jazzy on it
And I know you cannot wait

In the old man’s Ford
The way that I want you
Talk dirty to me (oh yeah)
You never act the way you should

All I really need to understand is
                                                                 No habla inglés

All I really need to understand is
Behind them, bushes
But your booty don’t need explaining

Talk dirty to me (you you you)
But I like it
Oh yes I do
Behind the bushes
At the drive in

Cause baby we’ll be
Chest to chest, tongue on neck
Talk dirty to me!
Talk dirty to me
                                                                 What? I don’t understand!
And baby
And lock the cellar door
London to Taiwan
Just to see you
Til I’m screamin’ for more, more, more!
You know the words to my songs
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

But your booty don’t need explaining
Get jazzy on it
Been around the world, don’t speak the language
I’ve gotta have you
Bought a jet, what do you expect?
Talk dirty to me (talk to me)

And baby
I’ve got to touch you
At the drive in
Talk dirty to me!
Tres, we can ménage à three though
All I really need to understand is
You make it hard to leave

Got her saved in my phone under “Big Booty”
Every picture I take, I pose a threat
I’m that flight that you get on, international
‘Cause I know what the girl them need
I’ve gotta hear you
I got lipstick stamps on my passport
In the old man’s Ford
Get jazzy on it
Wait to see me too
At the drive in

                                                                 Uh!
Behind the bushes
Ooh, yeah

Cause baby we’ll be
First class seat on my lap girl, riding comfortable
When you talk dirty to me
And whisper so softly
And baby, talk dirty to me, yeah
Lock the cellar door

And baby
I think I need a new one
So I can hear you
New York to Haiti
But you know what is
Down in the basement
Lock the cellar door
And baby, talk dirty to me yeah

Anyway, every day I’m trying to get to it
Whoo!
That’s the way I like it, baby
In the old man’s Ford
You know that I can hardly wait
Talk dirty to me

I’m only hopin’ that you’re home
International oral sex
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me

I know what the girl them want,
When you say those words to me
Til I’m screamin’ for more
I never, I never ever stay out late
Talk dirty to me
Anyway, every day I’m trying to get to it
Til I’m screamin’ for more
And I know you like it too
Talk dirty to me
Been around the world, don’t speak the language

Been around the world, don’t speak the language
I got lipstick stamps on my passport
Down in the basement
When you talk dirty to me

Friday Lyrics Mash: Talk Dirty To Me To Dirty Talk

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