Dirty Secrets - Giuffria

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

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 my the horn

It’s down below the satin sheet, where I keep it nice and warm

It’s a good for planning, want to ride hot and hard

So open the runway, I’m gonna shoot for a star

With a finger on your button, slippery when wet

Gonna tell you hot mamma, it’s a ride you won’t forget

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

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 get

Gonna tell you hot mamma, it’s a ride you won’t forget

I’ve got a dirty, dirty, secret, I’ve got a dirty, dirty, secret

I’ve got a dirty, dirty, secret, I’ve got a dirty, dirty

I’ve got a dirty, dirty, secret, I’ve got a dirty, dirty

I’ve got a dirty, dirty, secret, I’ve got a dirty, dirty

I’ve got a dirty, dirty, secret, I’ve got a dirty, dirty, oh