(Well‚ listen up closely little children‚   Gonna tell you a little story now‚   It's the seldom-told tale of the Dirty Sanchez.   A Texas legend in his own right yeah...)      I got so much sin seeping out of my skin   Got to get my 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   Got a dashboard Jesus   He's ready to recieve us   So open up and let me in      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   Oh‚ the Dirty Sanchez   The call me Dirty Sanchez   I'm gonna skin you like a cat   Like a cat... whoa...      (We'll take a li'l trip down south now... low and slow...   Come and get some...)