Dirty Boy Songtext

(pretty, sexy, dirty boy.)
all the men are learning how to dance, conjured from a crystalline romance.
(pretty, sexy, dirty boy.)
introducing my favourite sin; kneel before the mirror ball kings.
and you know they need it, will burn us up to feed it; mascara, black rinses, to please the would-be princes.
and they could do dirty for lovers over thirty, or switch to the kinky for gentlemen of fifty.
and i can't run away; don't want to run away.
(just let it go...)
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