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Get Down Dirty

  1990

Im so tired of looking baby, looking for a love that’s true

I’ve been searching the world now, trying to find you

But all the walking the floor baby, is just wearing out my shoes

 

I’ve been lying awake at night, trying to shake these blues

I’ve been climbing the walls dreaming about the day when I have you

When I get you in my arms, tell you what Im gonna do

 

Gonna wrap you up in my love, gonna seal it with a kiss

Gonna make you wonder how the hell you ever could have missed, my love

Give me some kind of clue

Cause when I find you baby, we’re gonna get down dirty on my blues

 

I don’t want no promises, don’t want nothing you cant keep

I don’t want no fancy dates, you know they just put me to sleep

I want something I can feel, I want a love that’s real and deep

 

I don’t want no stuck-up airs who only play with priceless toys

Don’t want no millionaire, I want an all American boy

Just give me down home southern lovin for that maximum joy

 

I don’t want no fancy car

I don’t want no diamond ring

Just burn you bank account

Don’t show up in no limousine

If there is one thing I can choose

Boy get down dirty on my blues

     Just a lonely girl in New Orleans writing a cheesy blues song about her loneliness. 

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