It's Iggy Pop!
Yeah, and Ke$ha
All right!
Get up!
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 wifeOh 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 betterOh 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 don't want your fancy things
I just want your, love
Champagne tastes like piss to me
I just want your, love
Keep your leopard limousine
I just want your, love
I just want your fucking filthy loveOh 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)Yeah cool, alright, cool (I do)
Songwriters
PEBE SEBERT, MATT SQUIRE, LUKE GOTTWALD, KESHA SEBERT, HENRY WALTER, JAMES NEWELL OSTERBERG JR.Published by
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