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
Chorus:
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 by the horn
It's down below the satin sheet,
Where I keep it nice and warm
It's a good night for planning,
Want to ride it hot and hard
So open up the runway,
I'm gonna shoot for a star
With you finger on your button,
Slippery when wet
Gonna tell you hot momma,
It's a ride you won't forget
Chorus:
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 got
Gonna tell you hot momma,
It's a ride you won't forget
I've got a dirty (dirty), dirty (dirty) secret,
I've got a dirty (dirty), dirty (dirty) secret
I've got a dirty (dirty), dirty (dirty) secret
I've got a dirty (dirty), dirty (dirty) oooohh
I've got a dirty (dirty), dirty (dirty) secret
I've got a dirty (dirty), dirty (dirty) oooohh
I've got a dirty (dirty), dirty (dirty) secret
I've got a dirty (dirty), dirty (dirty) oooohh
I've got a dirty (dirty), dirty (dirty) secret
I've got a dirty (dirty), dirty (dirty) oooohh
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