stepped into a broken taxi   when i noticed you were stickin' to me   from the dirty south   from the dirty south      jumped over a sleeping river   landed soflty with a screech and shiver   from the dirty south   from the dirty south      what should have been the end of that night   wasn't even the beginning    frozen like a manequin with fright   hung up on a wall again      with you   i don't feel like dancing ... with you    i don't feel like dancing ... with you   i don't feel like dancing      ... with you      fell asleep again with shoes on   had a dream about you with no clothes on   it's your dirty mouth   miss your dirty mouth      found a piece of broken mirror   looked inside so i could see it clearer   oh, that dirty south   oh, the dirty south      what should have been the end of that night   wasn't even the beginning   thirteen inches tall at your thigh   this is for the friends that you call true      i don't feel like dancing ...with you   i don't feel like dancing ...with you   i don't feel like dancing      ... with you   ... with you