DIRT by Tom Jensen
Who’s got the dirt on you?
Or maybe you’ve been keeping secrets from yourself
Do you know who I’ve been talking to?
No it wasn’t her it was somebody else…
Ooh, I see someone’s afraid of sunlight
Stays lurking in the shadowy realm
To only be happy when it’s cloudy
Would seem to me to be trapped in a living hell
Who’s got the dirt on you?
Won’t you whisper just what your little secret is worth
Certainly no one could have deserved this
Never seen you look so nervous - your eyes darting back and forth
Well sure we all make mistakes
Yet this one was so easy to trace
You didn’t look guilty just heavily disgraced
That would best describe the look on your face
Who’s got the dirt on you?
Has anyone offered to cut you a deal?
Or are they just letting out the line?
Let you run a little knowing they hold the reel