[Intro: The Three Degrees & Jonah Hill]
You're a dirty ol' man
You can't keep your hands to yourself, you're a
Dirty ol' man
You know when you hear girls saying
"Oh, I was so shit-face last night, I shouldn't have fucked that guy"
We could be that mistake

[Chorus: The Three Degrees]
You're a dirty ol' man
You can't keep your hands to yourself, you're a
Dirty ol' man, ah-ah-ah-ah
Go mess around with somebody else

[Verse 1: Hons]
I could be your mistake of the century, listen girl
If you're feelin' bad, don't, you meant less than the sex to me
I'm a hell of a guy
The same one that be rubbin' up against you in them Centrelink lines
Tonight I'll take you somewhere nice
Quick stop for the [?], Frozen Coke, now she pissed off
I'm a classy fuck by all means
And I'll use any just to get in them jeans
I can tell you right now, she like foreplay the Oar way
Handcuffs, tequila, Murphy and a court date
She keep suckin' till her jaw ache
Thinkin' if she down for the cause, she be down with the Oars, but
She gold digging a zirconia mine
[?] she fuckin' me for? Man, I'm broke all the time
But if she wants four minutes of pleasure I'm a man to see
Spit my kids, grab my pants and leave