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(coverdale/vandenberg)
Come on baby...
I get so confused,
But, my heart knows you’re one of a kind
Leather an’ lace, an angels face,
Riding on a one track mind
You’re fully loaded with cruise control,
My four wheels rock with your back seat roll
You’re cheap an’ nasty,
All you wanna do is give it up, give it up
Cheap an’ nasty,
Come on an’ do the dirty with me
I get so excited, babe, when I’m invited
To ride in your limousine,
You drive it every day, burn it every night,
I wonder how you keep it so clean
Smooth accelerator, you get me so loose,
You keep your motor running till I run out of juice
You’re cheap an’ nasty,
All you wanna do is give it up, give it up
Cheap an’ nasty,
Come on an’ do the dirty with me
Cheap an’ nasty
I never knew it could be this way
An’ I never thought I’d ever complain,
But, gimme a second just to catch my breath
Babe, before you do it again
All the boys call your name
Down the wishing well,
Baby, when you go
You’re like a cat out of hell
You’re cheap an’ nasty,
All you wanna do is give it up, give it up
Cheap an’ nasty,
All you wanna do is give it up, give it up
Cheap an’ nasty,
All you wanna do is give it up, give it up
Cheap an’ nasty,
Come on an’ do the dirty with me
Come on an’ do the dirty,
Come on an’ do the dirty,
Come on an’ do the dirty with me
Come on an’ do the dirty with me...
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