Hot Mess Hounds

Duration

3:54

Lyrics

Who let the dirty dawgs out? Shawty's fire burning....think you're 911? I didn't come here for your entertainment ...think I'm Pink?...well your Funhouse's got no fun You might as well Jump...like ah Van Halen...needs Can't Drive 55 Bustin' out your old school moves... Like a Saturday Night Fever...Stayin' Alive Pre-Chorus a Brett Michal's...what I need...Nothing But a Good ol' Time........(cuz I'm a) Johnny Cash...Ring of Fire...make you Hurt deep inside or Walk the Line..... Chorus (Hey)...You ain't no Dirty Harry......you're not even "Go Ahead...Make My Day" (Hey)...You ain't no Patrick Swayze....so don't cut loose a Dirty Dance on me (Hey)...You're more like an AC/DC rackin' up Dirty Deeds...DONE DIRT CHEAP..... ....so call off the Hot Mess Hounds....you're never catchin' up with me...... 2nd verse break dancin' like a Red Bull Stevie Nicks with a Landslide bringin' ya down end up lookin' like a freaked out Stray Cat Strut but you're never gonna Rock This Town so ya start hood mackin' like a Whitesnake chic screamin' Here I Go Again suckin' dirt...like a Kansas twister... ...off the dance floor....spittin' up Dust in the Wind