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Filthy McNasty

	He hangs out in bars.
	He's got a few scars.
	He's higher than Mars
	and makes love in cars.
	His wig isn't neat.
	At cards he's a cheat.
	He drinks Mickey Pete
	and don't eat no meat.
	But all the time you hear the women always calling his name.
	Filthy McNasty
	He don't own a suit
	a Naru or Zoot.
	He never has loot
	except in his boot.
	His body is lean.
	His feet aren't clean.
	His mouth is real mean
	when he's on the scene.
	But all the time you hear the women really yelling his name.
	Filthy McNasty
	Why all the crazy chics love McNasty
	I could never never understand.
	But he's the center of every party.
	He never gives another guy a chance.
	Before you know it he done got your chick
	and took her clean away from you, Boy.
	I don't call him hip.
	He's sort of a flip.
	One leg is a crip.
	His mind's on a trip.
	He don't have a pad.
	He didn't know his Dad.
	His temper is bad
	so don't get him mad.
	And all the time you hear the women
	really hollering his name.
	Filthy McNasty.
	He once got his kicks
	by putting on hicks
	and square kind of chicks.
	ri his licks.
	Tho' those days are gone
	and carrys right on
	with his line of con.
	He's still a Don Wan.
	And all the time you hear the women
	really screaming his name.
	Filthy McNasty.
	He's gained lots of fame.
	McNasty his name.