Lyric Dirty Secrets

( It s a good wine too, here it comes, ah c mon, hey Kreger, nice set of drums )

Telephone lover, can t tell you my name
Just a credit card number, and a picture of your face
Gonna turn the lights down, come on whisper in my ear
You know a nasty kind of story, the kinds I like to hear

I m lying here just thinking, where I d like to be
Right now with lady answer me, inside the magazine
Let my fingers do the walking, want to get me a tryst
I m a telephone lover, and a lover at last

Dirty secrets, zipped up tight, dirty secrets, gonna let it out tonight

I got lead in my pencil, and that ain t no joke
My patience ain t for writing, your lips they ought to know
With a quiver in my voice, take the bull my the horn
It s down below the satin sheet, where I keep it nice and warm

It s a good for planning, want to ride hot and hard
So open the runway, I m gonna shoot for a star
With a finger on your button, slippery when wet
Gonna tell you hot mamma, it s a ride you won t forget

I ve got a dirty secret, zipped up tight, dirty secret, gonna let it out tonight
Dirty secret, what more can I say, dirty secret let me fire away

Solo

It s a good night for planning, wanna ride hot and hard
So open up the runway, I m gonna shoot for a star
With a finger on your button, gonna see what I get
Gonna tell you hot mamma, it s a ride you won t forget

I ve got a dirty, dirty, secret, I ve got a dirty, dirty, secret
I ve got a dirty, dirty, secret, I ve got a dirty, dirty
I ve got a dirty, dirty, secret, I ve got a dirty, dirty
I ve got a dirty, dirty, secret, I ve got a dirty, dirty
I ve got a dirty, dirty, secret, I ve got a dirty, dirty, oh