Dirty Rotten Filthy Rich - Davey Suicide

She tastes the world on the silver spoon

Making heads roll when she enters the room

She’s got an appetite to eat you alive

Won’t look your way unless the price is right yeah

Dirty Rotten Filthy Rich

I know your type but I need a fix

Dirty Rotten Filthy Rich

You might be trouble but you’re my kind of bitch

She never had to work a day in her life

Living on trust funds any guy that she’d like

She’s full of baggage daddy’s unloved girl

Ya wanna hate her but ya want her more

Dirty Rotten Filthy Rich

I know your type but I need a fix

Dirty Rotten Filthy Rich

You might be trouble but you’re my kind of bitch

You might be trouble but I need a fix

You might be trouble but you’re my kind of bitch

She’s dirty, she’s rotten, she’s downright filthy baby

She’s dirty, she’s rotten, she’ll drive you crazy baby

Dirty Rotten Filthy Rich

I know your type but I need a fix

Dirty Rotten Filthy Rich

You might be trouble but you’re my kind of bitch