trash

Lyrics

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, it's not the way you dress when you socialize, oh those eyes, it ain't the diamond rock or that rolls you drive, you can walk the streets with all your uptown flash, but when you hit the sheets you just turn trash, 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. 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, trash