Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
Robbie Fulks
[Chorus]
Dirty-Mouthed Flo
She cusses like a sailor
And the boys at the Double R say she's a flat firebrand
Yeah but they don't know
How the dirty words fail her
When she's tearin' up the bed with a natural goodtime man
[Verse 1]
I remember the night I met her
I was starin' down a G and T
When a gal let fly with an F-word
I had to look around and see
The bartender said "Hey, buddy
"Don't even let it cross your mind"
But I took her home, and I'm glad I did
'Cause I found the heart that that mouth kept hid
She's a whole different women when the lights get low
Dirty-mouthed Flo
[Chorus]
Dirty-Mouthed Flo
She cusses like a sailor
And the boys at the Double R say she's a flat firebrand
Yeah but they don't know
How the dirty words fail her
When she's tearin' up the bed with a natural goodtime man
[Verse 2]
Yeah, it sure beats me how a woman
As dirty as a pig at a trough
Can turn to a perfect angel
The second that her clothes come off
But when Flo gets her love-gears goin'
Her tongue quits workin' awhile
And nestled in satin with her legs spread wide
She looks sweeter than a July bride
And it won't be long 'til down to the chapel I'll go
With dirty-mouthed Flo
[Chorus]
Dirty-Mouthed Flo
She cusses like a sailor
And the boys at the Double R say she's a flat firebrand
Yeah but they don't know
How the dirty words fail her
When she's tearin' up the bed with a natural goodtime man
Dirty-Mouthed Flo was written by Robbie Fulks.
Dirty-Mouthed Flo was produced by Lou Whitney & Robbie Fulks.