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Dirty South Video (MV)




Performed By: The Comas
Length: 5:17
Written by: RICHARD ANDREW HEROD




The Comas - Dirty South Lyrics




Stepped into a broken taxi
When I noticed you were stickin' to me
From the dirty south
From the dirty south

Jumped over a sleeping river
Landed softly with a screech and shiver
From the dirty south
From the dirty south

What should have been the end of that night
Wasn't even the beginning
Frozen like a mannequin with fright
Hung up on a wall again

With you
I don't feel like dancing with you
I don't feel like dancing with you
I don't feel like dancing

With you

Fell asleep again with shoes on
Had a dream about you with no clothes on
It's your dirty mouth
Miss your dirty mouth

Found a piece of broken mirror
Looked inside so I could see it clearer
Oh, that dirty south
Oh, the dirty south

What should have been the end of that night
Wasn't even the beginning
Thirteen inches tall at your thigh
This is for the friends that you call true

I don't feel like dancing with you
I don't feel like dancing with you
I don't feel like dancing

With you
With you
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Stepped into a broken taxi
When I noticed you were stickin' to me
From the dirty south
From the dirty south

Jumped over a sleeping river
Landed softly with a screech and shiver
From the dirty south
From the dirty south

What should have been the end of that night
Wasn't even the beginning
Frozen like a mannequin with fright
Hung up on a wall again

With you
I don't feel like dancing with you
I don't feel like dancing with you
I don't feel like dancing

With you

Fell asleep again with shoes on
Had a dream about you with no clothes on
It's your dirty mouth
Miss your dirty mouth

Found a piece of broken mirror
Looked inside so I could see it clearer
Oh, that dirty south
Oh, the dirty south

What should have been the end of that night
Wasn't even the beginning
Thirteen inches tall at your thigh
This is for the friends that you call true

I don't feel like dancing with you
I don't feel like dancing with you
I don't feel like dancing

With you
With you
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Writer: RICHARD ANDREW HEROD
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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