Trash - karaoke text
It ain't the way you crawl across the Cathouse floorIt ain't the way you curse me when you slam the bedroom doorIt ain't the way you sweat me for a handful of easy cashIt's just the way you love me when you turn to trashTrashIt's not the way you dress when you socialize, oh those eyesIt ain't the diamond rock or that Rolls you driveYou can walk the streets with all your uptown flashBut when you hit the sheets you just turn trashYou're such trashI love the way you lookYou're such high class trampIt's not the way you touch me when you...You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in creamAnd you're finally ripe at lastBut when you hit the sheets you just turn to trashTrashI love the way you lookYou're such high class tramp, I love the trampIt's not the way you touch me when you, you make me understandYou're daddy's dream, you're a peach in creamAnd you're finally ripe at lastBut when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash
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