I've seen a lot of women who haven't had much luck,
I've seen you looking like you've been run down by a truck.
That ain't nice to say sometimes I guess I'm really hard,
But I'm gonna put buckshots in your pants if you step into my yard.


When I watch the police come by and move you on
Well I sometimes wonder what's beneath the mess you've become.
Well you may have been a pioneer in the trade of women's wear,
But all you got was a mop up job washing other people's stairs.


I'm gonna tell the world, you're a dirty little girl,
Someone grab that bitch by the ears.
Rub her down scrub her back
And turn her inside out,
`Cause I bet she hasn't had a bath in years.


Here's my own belief about all the dirty girls -
That you have to clean the oyster to find the pearl.
And like rags that belong to you I belong to myself,
So don't show up around here till your social worker's helped.