Letras:
Warrant Dirty Rotten Filthy Stinking Rich

: Spend my time and all my money On a knob for my brass bed Climb to the top of the highest mountain Just to see how far I get Dancin' with my shadow

see a million girls Gonna grab one pretty Take her around the world Come on and spread your wings Come on and let me in You know it really ain't dirty

: Lisa don't think she's pretty no more, Starin at the stars through a backstreet door, She tries and tries to make it all work out, No matter what she

: I said hey now baby Ain't you the girl next door Reet petite you must not eat Bet you know the score Friday night don't sit at home Lets trek up the

: Some things you do really make me mad I must confess The way the street light silhouettes your thighs inside your dress Wild child in the streets I

Back street fight is looking for trouble If you open your mouth You're bound to rumble Johnny looks tough He's froze in the eyes He keeps his mouth shut

Dirty rotten filthy $tinking rich Italian cars as long as my street I'm gonna wear exotic animals On my feet Pretty rocks on my fingers Pretty bells

Some things you do really make me mad I must confess The way the street light silhouettes your thighs inside your dress Wild child in the streets I think

I'm living just to live it up Whoa yeah Since the day that I was born I've been rockin' round my block Just a leather coated lover With a tattoo on my