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You yell at me from across the streetA few choice words I can't repeatI headed home, you headed southI can't wait to kiss your dirty mouthI saw you drinking at the barI heard you crash down on the floorI helped you walk back to your houseI can't wait to kiss your dirty mouthYou're like a drunken sailor on leaveThe kinda girl I like but can't believeYou really seem to get aroundSince I got to kiss your dirty mouthSaw you hanging with your friendsYour little party never endsYou must be talkin' too much shitSomeone's gonna smash your pretty lipsYou're like a drunken sailor on leaveThe kinda girl I like but can't believeYou really seem to get aroundSince I got to kiss your dirty mouthYou really seem to get aroundSince I got to kiss your dirty mouth From Letras Mania