American v***** Lyrics

You got a dirty mind.
You got a dirty smile.
I got some bad ideas and a tiny pile
You wanna stay a while?
I got some gasoline
I got a credit card
I got a liquor store and a shopping cart
And Ive been living hard.
I don"t like to remember the last time I couldn"t remember a thing
And I wanna see you get naked and slink off in the rain.
Take off your dirty style
Put on your dirty smile
And baby, talk to me like you think I"m Chinese, cuz I"m a sinophile.
And I got drives to pile.
I got things to defile.
And if it"s your week to bleed, baby get on your knees and go Italian style.
I wanna know what goes on underneath your dress
I wanna see you wake up with your smeared, s***** makeup a mess
And run away.
Get out of my bed, get into your car.
I should have warned you "bout my attitude.