Ke$ha Dirty Love

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh!

It's Iggy Pop!

Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh!

Yeah, and Ke$ha.

Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh!

All right!

Get up!

Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh!

Yeah!

Rah!

 

Don't want your money

I got my own

You're not my daddy

Baby, I'm full grown

Don't complicate it

Don't tell me lies

I'm not your girlfriend

I ain't never gonna be

Oh, your wife

 

Oh whoa

I just want your dirty love

Oh whoa

I just want your dirty love

All I need is to get

In between your sheets

Oh whoa

I just want your dirty love

(I just want your dirty love)

I just want your dirty love

(I just want your dirty love)

 

Cockroaches do it

In garbage cans

Rug merchants do it

In Afghanistan

Santorum did it

In a V-neck sweater

Pornos produce it

But wild child can do it better

 

Oh whoa

I just want your dirty love

Oh whoa

I just want your dirty love

 

All I need is to get

In between your sheets

Oh whoa

I just want your dirty love

(I just want your dirty love)

 

Oh whoa

I-I-I don't want your fancy things

I just want your love

(I just want your love)

Oh whoa

Champagne tastes like piss to me

I just want your love

(I just want your love)

Oh whoa

Keep your leopard limousine

I just want your love

(I just want your love)

Oh whoa

I just want your fucking filthy love

 

Oh whoa

I just want your dirty love

Oh whoa

I just want your dirty love

All I need is to get

In between your sheets.

Oh whoa,

I just want your dirty love.

(I just want your dirty love.)

I just want your dirty love.

(I just want your dirty love.)

I just want your dirty love.

(I just want your dirty love, dirty love, dirty love.)

 
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