|
Well I don't need you hangin' round my door |
|
Tryin' to drag me back down to the shore |
|
And I ain't gonna drink your dirty water no more |
|
Well I got wet from my head down to my legs |
|
And I drank dirty water down to the dregs |
|
But I won't do it again I don't care who begs |
|
|
|
[Chorus] |
|
Dirty water, now what's that for |
|
Dirty water, I ain't drinkin' no more |
|
I ain't drinkin' no more |
|
|
|
You got a lie underneath your tongue where it |
|
Can't be seen |
|
And you want to put the truth on guillotine |
|
But you might as well put out a fire with gasoline |
|
Well you can serve dirty water from a golden cup |
|
|
|
You can try to lock up the truth but the door won't shut |
|
'Cause the truth just keeps comin' out like blood from a cut |
|
|
|
[Chorus] |
|
|
|
You can try to sweeten dirty water up with grenadine |
|
But I can still read you just like a magazine |
|
And I ain't gonna drink no more till the water runs clean |
|
|
|
[Chorus] |
|
|
|
Baby you got the kind of love that I can't afford |
|
And I don't have a taste for what's in that glass you poured |
|
Now I ain't gonna drink that dirty water no more |
