30 Dirty Thoughts - The Wire lyrics

She was a pretty little filly not a run of the mill the kind of smokin' little woman makes time stand still with the bad attitude and the curves to match a rockin' honey with the money and a hell of a catch She stared right into my eyes and I thought her mistaken she was smokin' and a'cracklin like a strip of bacon she grabbed onto my lapels and in a voice so sweet said I think it's time for you and I to make ends meet I know you're thinking this is too good to be true she was wearin' a wire! she done broke mah heart! she was on patrol and I was breaking my parole she was wearin' a wire! that undercover tart! turns out she never had to say what the hell she was doing in town that day I was caught between the sheets by a devil in a tube top, devil in a tube top hey hey mister I got something real special for you she said hey hey mister I'll throw your world askew hey hey mister come throw a girl a bone I said hold on baby, I never seen a g-string with a microphone She had a big smile on her face as she slammed the door that boom echoed up and down the empty cell floor I stared right back at her through the cold steel bars said babe' it ain't too late for us to reach them stars With a giggle and a wink she backed up from me and with a toss of her hips she produced the key and in a move I can only call cliche she bent over and let it fall into her lingerie come get it boy or am I too much girl for you she was wearin' a wire! she done broke mah heart! I could only stand and let my libido accrue she was wearin' a wire! that undercover tart! turns out she never had to say what the hell she was doing in town that day I was caught between the sheets by a devil in a tube top, devil in a tube top hey hey mister I got something real special for you she said hey hey mister I'll throw your world askew hey hey mister come throw a girl a bone I said hold on baby, I never seen a g-string with a microphone My heart began to race while I watched her strip she said I like your style, come on and give me a tip I looked right into her eyes and said I ain't no snitch but then the villain in my pants, he began to twitch I was a beaten man, couldn't take no more I begged her to come and even the score she glanced down at her belt said I got some toys now be a good boy and not too much noise I did the deed and I hit the hay for a quick in and out that was hell to pay she stole my pride, she jacked my soul that schemin little sweet done ate me whole get down now pretty get down now pretty girl get down now pretty get down now pretty girl hey hey mister I got something real special for you she said hey hey mister I'll throw your world askew hey hey mister come throw a girl a bone I said hold on baby, I never seen a g-string with a microphone hey hey mister it's you that I pursue she said hey hey mister and flashed me a tattoo hey hey mister come get with me alone I said hold on baby, I never seen a g-string with a microphone mister! mister! mister! mister! come throw a poor girl a bone she pleaded mister! mister! mister! mister! I never seen a g-string with a microphone.