I´ve seen a lot of women who haven´t had much luck
I´ve seen you looking like you´ve been run down by a truck
That ain´t nice to say sometimes I guess I´m really hard
But I´m gonna put buckshots in your pants if you step into my yard

When I watch the police come by and move you on
Well I sometimes wonder what´s beneath the mess you´ve become
Well you may have been a pioneer in the trade of women´s wear
But all you got was a mop up job washing other people´s stairs

I´m gonna tell the world, you´re a dirty little girl
Someone grab that bitch by the ears
Rub her down scrub her back
And turn her inside out
`Cause I bet she hasn´t had a bath in years

Here´s my own belief about all the dirty girls
That you have to clean the oyster to find the pearl
And like rags that belong to you I belong to myself
So don´t show up around here till your social worker´s helped