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It ain't the way you crawl across the Cathouse floor It ain't the way you curse me when you slam the bedroom door It ain't the way you sweat me for a handful of easy cash It's just the way you love me when you turn to trash, trash, yeah It's not the way you dress when you socialize, oh, those eyes It ain't the diamond rock or that Rolls you drive Oh, you can walk the streets with all your uptown flash, such flash But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash, oh, you're such trash I love the way you look, you're such high class tramp It's not the way you touch me when you, ooh, yeah You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream and you're ripe at last But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash, trash, yeah, yow, trash Come on, Momma Let me climb on board I love the way you look, you're such high class tramp, I love the tramp It's not the way you touch me when you, you make me understand You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream and you're finally ripe at last But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash You know you're mad at who, you know you're mad and wild Come on down here with that Penthouse smile Baby, you ain't down 'long as you can get To be driven hard and put away wet Oh, what you want, what you want, what you want, I got it Oh, what you want, what you want, what you want, I got it Hey baby, what's your name? Aah, she's trash Aha Street trash How low can you go? Low My low was like a lollipop Would you lick it? I think you can get to the chewing dinner Oh yeah