Lyrics Voltaire – The Dirtiest Song That Ain’t
Text:
I’ve been ’round for a long time
And I learned along the way:
If you wanna go on the radio
There are words you just can’t say!
And I found a way around it
Help me go on the radio, you gotta say the words I can’t.
You got to sing along to make this song
The dirtiest song that ain’t.
Come on, ma’am, won’t you give me your hand
And say the words I can’t?
You got to sing along to make this song
The dirtiest song that ain’t
Down in Carolina
I met a girl with a nice…
So I reached down between us
And I whipped out my…
Skipped right past the suckin’
And got right down to…
She turned and said: «I gotta ask,
Would you slip it into my…»
Help me go on the radio and say the words I can’t.
You got to sing along to make this song
The dirtiest song that ain’t.
Come on, ma’am, won’t you give me your hand
And say the words I can’t?
You got to sing along to make this song
The dirtiest song that ain’t
Her husband was a trucker
He was a filthy mother…
With this no-good stinkin’…
I heard him come through the kitchen door
When I was bangin’ his filthy…
I knew I’d end up in a ditch
If he caught me ridin’ his…
Help me go on the radio and say the words I can’t.
You got to sing along to make this song
The dirtiest song that ain’t.
Come on, ma’am, won’t you give me your hand
And say the words I can’t?
You got to sing along to make this song
The dirtiest song that ain’t
«Mercy, please!» I told him,
But he grabbed me by the…
And he did something heinous
He exposed his…
I said «I don’t mean to seem crass,
But why are you buttering up your…»
He said «My wife’s a beard, and she lured you here.
‘Cause I’m queer and I love it in the…»
Help me go on the radio by saying the words I can’t.
You have to sing along to make this song
The dirtiest song that ain’t.
Sir and ma’am, thanks for lending a hand.
By saying the words I can’t.
You have to sing along to make this song
The dirtiest song,
The filthiest song,
The dirtiest song that ain’t.
