Dirty Fingers

The girls all know him
He walks alone at night
We all know he's built to please
Oh, he's got magic fingers
He knows where to touch
When he's through, you're on your knees

We all sit and wonder
Who'll be the girl tonight?

They call him
Dirty fingers, nasty reputation
Dial the phone
And do your number on me
Dirty fingers, make your connection
Please me, tease me
I'm right in the palm of your hand
Dirty fingers

Once you get a taste
Of what he's got to give
You can't go for second best
Hooked on my obsession
With the danger in his eyes
He got a scent you can't resist

Will he call tonight?
Am I the lucky girl?

They call him
Dirty fingers, nasty reputation
Dial the phone
And do your number on me
Dirty fingers, make your connection
Please me and tease me
I'm right in the palm of your hand

Dirty, dirty

Will he call tonight?
Am I the lucky girl?

They call him
Dirty fingers
They call him
Dirty, dirty
Dirty fingers
Dirty fingers
They call him
Dirty, dirty
Please me
Oh, tease me
I'm right in the palm of your hand

(Dirty, dirty)
(Dirty fingers)
(Dirty, dirty)
Dirty

(Dirty, dirty)
Yeah
(Dirty fingers)
(Dirty, dirty)
Dirty, dirty, dirty

(Dirty, dirty)
(Dirty fingers)
(Dirty, dirty)
Come on

(Dirty, dirty)
Yeah
(Dirty fingers)
(Dirty, dirty)