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