Dirty-Mouthed Flo - Robbie Fulks
(NC) Dirty-mouthed (A) Flo, she cusses like a (E) sailor
And the boys at the double-R say she's a flat fire(A)brand
Yeah but they don't know how the dirty words (D) fail her
When she's (E) tearin' up the bed with a natural goodtime (A) man.
I (A) remember the night I met her
I was (E) starin' down a G and T
When a gal let fly with an F-word
I (A) had to look around and see
The bartender said "Hey, buddy--
Don't (D) even let it cross your mind"
But I (E) took her home, and I'm glad I did
'Cause I found the heart that the mouth kept hid
She's a whole different (A) woman when the lights get (D) low...
(NC) Dirty-mouthed (A) Flo
Well, it (A) sure beats me how a woman
As (E) filthy as a pig at a trough
Can turn to a perfect angel
The (A) second that her clothes come off
But when Flo gets her love-gears goin'
Her (D) tongue quits workin' awhile
And (E) nestled in satin with her legs spread wide
She looks sweeter than a July bride
And it won't be long 'til (A) down to the chapel I'll (D) go
(NC) With dirty-mouthed (A) Flo.