"you know I don't understand why everyone keeps calling us sluts..."
"me neither, I'm a good girl"
"yea, me too"
Here's a story 'bout the boys at the altar, some of them got between me and my halter, but I don't think the good lord would mind, I was callin' his name the whole time
Sometimes I get a little drunk and I go home with some crazy punks, but don't judge me by what I do, cuz baby you know you wanna hit it, too
"yea, you know they all wanna hit it"
"they're just talking shit cuz they want it"
do I look like a slut? uh-huh? shut up! (x4)
"you know, maybe it's these outfits we wear, I mean I can see your boobies"
"shit, my stylist is on a budget, she's just trying to save some fabric"
"it really doesn't matter, I'm just gonna end up taking it off, anyway"
so what if I'm a little nudie, it don't mean you're gonna get some booty, baby I just wanna shake it, it took mamma nine months to make it
my daisy dukes they fit just right, they squeeze my coochie really tight, so that when I shake and dance, there's a party in my pants
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"I saw Mikey on the street yesterday, and do you know what he called me?"
"what?"
"he called me a slut!"
"no" "yea"
"honey don't worry about it he's just a fag anyway"
I'm not a fucking slut you fucking cocksucker, your mom's the one letting everyone fuck her everybody knows she's a fucking ho, sucks dick on the corner for a little blow, just because I like to freak, each and every night of the week, don't mean I can't resist temptation, hell, I don't give a damn about my reputation...
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