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funkoars - 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 sh-t-face last night, i shouldn’t have f-cked 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 s-x to me
i’m a h-ll 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 [?], frozen c0ke, now she p-ssed off
i’m a cl-ssy f-ck 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
[?] she f-ckin’ 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’ f-ckin’ 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 sh-t)
triggy stardust, the worst one
worse than [?] and still f-ck 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
sh-t, i still dance like ditty but look like biggie
bed f-ckin’ 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 f-ckin’ with girls
that’ll turn a man broke, back in fact i think i’ve
got a hand full of gonads now
[?] the b-tch to beats and then i’m out
but the b-tch 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 motherf-ckers 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

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