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(Well listen up closely little children Gonna tell you a little story now It's the seven-toed devil, the Dirty Sanchez, A Texas legend in his own right, Ahmen...) Well, I got so much sin seeping out of my skin Got to get myself some time with you Don't you tell me your last name Don't say anything, you know what to do I got an old-time religion Got fever got friction Got dark thoughts in my head You've gotta purty dirty mouth I gotta demon down south Gonna make you sweat and beg For the Dirty Sanchez The Dirty Sanchez They call me Dirty Sanchez I'm gonna skin you like a cat On a hot plate got you on a hot date Liquored up and ready to sin I've got a dashboard Jesus He's ready to recieve us So open up and let me in Oh, I'm your savior I know your favorite Down and dirty deeds Just when you relax I'm whipping out the betamax I'm outta style and out to please With the Dirty Sanchez The Dirty Sanchez Yeah, they call me Dirty Sanchez I'm gonna skin you like a cat Like a cat... Whoah! (We're gonna take a li'l trip down south now... low and slow... Come and get some...)