Dirty Old Man

Baby don’t you cry
Said don’t you cry and hold my hand
Yeah, baby, don’t you cry
Said don’t you cry and hold my hand, no, no, no
Should listen to your mama
He ain’t the kind you want, the lying
Spend his last dime on a jug of wine
He’s a dirty old man
Yeah, Donna, listen here
He ain’t the kind to understand
Well I said, Donna, listen here
He ain’t the kind to understand, no, no, no
Well you know I tried to tell you
You should known he be going
Leaving you alone, just weep and moan
He’s a dirty old man
Well honey, I told you long time ago
If you just admit it, you’re gonna be fine
He was always taking, never giving
Always looking at the other women
Now I said, child won’t you ever, ever learn, yeah
Baby, don’t you cry
Said don’t you cry and hold my hand
Well I said, baby, don’t you cry
Said don’t you cry and hold my hand
Well you know I tried to tell you
You should known he be going
To leaving you alone, just weep and moan
He’s a dirty old man
Yeah, he’s a dirty old man
Yeah, he’s mean, and he’s sneaky
Well he’s dirty, he’s raunchy, ohh
Well dirty old man
He’s a dirty dirty dirty