Dirty Old Man

Lyrics

[Intro: The Three Degrees & Jonah Hill] You're a dirty ol' man You can't keep your hands to yourself, you're a Dirty ol' man You know when you hear girls saying "Oh, I was so shit-face last night, I shouldn't have fucked that guy" We could be that mistake [Chorus: The Three Degrees] You're a dirty ol' man You can't keep your hands to yourself, you're a Dirty ol' man, ah-ah-ah-ah Go mess around with somebody else [Verse 1: Hons] I could be your mistake of the century, listen girl If you're feelin' bad, don't, you meant less than the sex to me I'm a hell of a guy The same one that be rubbin' up against you in them Centrelink lines Tonight I'll take you somewhere nice Quick stop for the [?] dog, Frozen Coke, now she pissed off I'm a classy fuck by all means And I'll use any just to get in them jeans I can tell you right now, she like foreplay the Oar way Handcuffs, tequila, Murphy and a court date She keep suckin' till her jaw ache Thinkin' if she down for the cause, she be down with the Oars, but She gold digging a zirconia mine And what she fuckin' me for? Man, I'm broke all the time But if she wants four minutes of pleasure I'm a man to see Spit my kids, grab my pants and leave [Chorus: The Three Degrees] You're a dirty ol' man You can't keep your hands to yourself, you're a Dirty ol' man, ah-ah-ah-ah Go mess around with somebody else [Verse 2: Trials] What's up baby, girl? I still live with my mum, drivin' a dump Hatchback when I ride, fit five in the front, and I got bills to pay Only way I'm gettin' laid is at a rave and I got pills to take, hey Ol' fuckin' chubby, chunky and portly Fat, even a scab get picked before me Fact, I'm black like the soul of the Sith Tryna find a white girl to make a solar eclipse (Ah shit) Triggy Stardust, the worst one Worse than [?] and still fuck with my shirt on (Hi) Still hidin' a belly Like drivin' right next to police higin' a celly Trust me girl, I ain't picky Shit, I still dance like Diddy but look like Biggie Bed fuckin' stink like a pirate's urinal Available for kids' birthdays, weddings and funerals [Chorus: The Three Degrees] You're a dirty ol' man You can't keep your hands to yourself, you're a Dirty ol' man, ah-ah-ah-ah Go mess around with somebody else [Verse 3: Sesta] Let me brush the crumbs off my shoulder, nah, I don't know her But I greet her like we go back, it's the throw back With the clothes that match and still fuckin' with girls That'll turn a man broke, back in fact I think I've Got a hand full of gonads now Handball the bitch to beats and then I'm out But the bitch play footy, better and she bigger, huh I didn't measure but you should've met her, whoa When the face say "hi" but the voice too low To make sense, the reason it don't There's a reason to split and a reason to go Reason you don't fall asleep on PNO The dirty old man back with pinch action Hand over the drink, head over the sink Don't know who's gropin' what or what's going down There's some bad motherfuckers around [Chorus: The Three Degrees] You're a dirty ol' man You can't keep your hands to yourself, you're a Dirty ol' man, ah-ah-ah-ah Go mess around with somebody else Dirty ol' man You can't keep your hands to yourself, you're a Dirty ol' man, ah-ah-ah-ah Go mess around with somebody else [Outro: Sample] All you wanna do Is use me All you wanna do Is take advantage of me