Baby, you are such a dissappointment
You've got a filthy mouth,
that a sailor aint even proud of
You've got a filthy mind,
that the devil himself can't stand
You don't care what anyone thinks,
and honey it's a shame
Cause I've got them angel lips,
that your mouth craves
and I've got a mind full of innocence...
and all I care is what everyone thinks.
Baby, I think I'm the dissappointment.