Please be responsible when you’re hauling my pink couch
Please take care, the driveways around here tend to slouch
Thought Dirty D could take on an elephant, even the whole MS-13
Those gangsters in Mexico would’ve loved to get their hands on such a fine killing machine

Such a fine killing machine
Such a fine killing machine

Dirty D took one good hit, but the second silenced his roar
One hit was enough for taking, but the second ruined pinky’s décor
The grill was no longer smiling, I could tell (I could tell) by the chrome in his nose
The impractical bastard was dead, I was happy…his story was closed

Dirty D’s not gone, he’s here staring at me
The Dirty D won’t die, no, he refuses to sleep
I’m so mad I can barely speak
Go to sleep… Go to sleep…

“Dirty D” written by The Futurebirds

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