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!
Well, I thought hard about it
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[…]
I didn't wanna wrastle
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