It ain't the way you craw across the cathouse floor

It ain't the way you curse me when you slam the bedroom door

It ain't the way you sweat me for a handful of easy cash

Yeah, just the way you love me when you turn to trash

Trash, yeah

It's not the way you dress when you socialize, oh those eyes

It ain't the diamond rock or that Rolls you drive

Aw, you can walk the streets with all your uptown flash, such flash

But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash

Oh, you're such trash

I love the way you look, you're such a high class tramp

It's not the way you touch me when you're, woo, yeah

You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream and you're  ripe at last

But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash

Trash, yeah you're trash

Come on, mama, help me climb on board

I love the way you look, you're such a high class tramp

I like a tramp

It's not the way you touch me when you're, ooh make me understand

You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream and you're finally ripe at last

But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash

Oh, you know you're mighty cool, you know you're mighty wild

Come on down here with that penthouse smile

Trash, dirty baby

Baby, you went down low as you can get

Been dreamin' hard and put away wet

Trash

What you want, what you want, what you want I got it

What you want, what you want, what you want I got it

Hey, baby, what's your name?

Oh, she's trash, street trash

How low can you go? Low

If my love was like a lollipop, would you lick it

Until you get to the chewy center?

Oh yeah, trash