It ain't the way you crawl across the Cathouse floor An' ain't the way you curse me when you slam the bedroom door An' ain't the way you sweat me for a handful of easy cash Yeah, just the way you love me when you turn to trash Trash, yeah... It's not the way you dress when you socialize, oh those eyes An' ain't the diamond rock or that Rolls you drive Aw, you can walk the streets with all your uptown flash, such flash But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash You're such trash I love the way you look You're such a high cla** tramp It's not the way you touch me when your... You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream and you're finally ripe at last But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash Trash , Trash Yeah you're trash C'mon momma, help me climb aboard I love the way you look You're such a high cla** tramp, I like a tramp It's not the way you touch me when your... Make me understand You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream and you're finally ripe at last But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash