Now I've been around for a long time
And I learned along the way
That if you wanna go on the radio
There are words you just can't say
Now I thought long about it
And I found a way around it
Help me go on the radio
You gotta say those words I can't
You got to sing a long
To make this song
The dirtiest song that aint
Come on, ma'm! Wont you give me a hand
And say those words I can't
You got to sing a long
To make this song
The dirtiest song that aint
Down in Carolina
I met a girl with a nice
So I reached down between us
And I whipped out my
We skipped right passed the sucking
And got right down to
She turned and said I gotta ask
Would you slip it into my?
Help me go on the radio
You gotta say those words I can't
You got to sing a long
To make this song
The dirtiest song that aint
Come on, man! Wont you give me a hand
And say those words I can't
You got to sing a long
To make this song
The dirtiest song that aint
Her husband was a trucker
He was a filthy mother
I didn't want to wrastle
With this no good stinkin'
I heard him come through the kitchen door
As I was banging his filthy
I knew I'd end up in a ditch
If he caught me riding his
Help me go on the radio
You gotta say those words I can't
You got to sing a long
To make this song
The dirtiest song that aint
Come on, ma'm! Wont you give me a hand
And say those words I can't
You got to sing a long
To make this song
The dirtiest song that aint
Mercy, Please! I told him!
But he grabbed me by the
And he did something Heinous
He exposed his
I said I don't mean to seem crass
But why are you buttering up your?
He said My wife's a beard and she lured you here
Because I'm queer and I love it in the!
You helped me go on the radio by saying the words I can't.
You had to sing along to make this song
The dirtiest song that ain't.
Sir and ma'am, thanks for lending a hand.
By saying the words I can't.
You had to sing along to make this song
The dirtiest song,
The filthiest song,
The dirtiest song that ain't.