The Fugs Dirty Old Man Lyrics

Hangin' out by the schoolyard gate,
Lookin' up every dress I can,
Suckin' wind through my upper plate,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

(You f___in' dirty old man!)

Handin' out joints to the kids at school,
Givin' out pictures and p___ and pills,
Fillin' the front of my shirt with drool,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

(Ya prevert!)

Nervously wiggling my toes in my boots,
Communist literature in my hands,
Pinchin' all the bosoms I can,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

Hello, kiddies, here I am again on the ol' schoolyard!
I got *thrill pills* for all the little chickies,
And I got *funny cigarettes* for all you boys,
And I got *dirty pictures* for all of you together!
Well, I guess I better go, I see the campus cop's coming.
I better split now.
Remember Leon Trotsky!

Hangin' out by the schoolyard gate,
Lookin' up every dress I can,
Suckin' wind through my upper plate,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

(Disgusting!)

Handin' out joints to the kids at school,
Givin' out pictures and p___ and pills,
Fillin' the front of my shirt with drool,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

Nervously wiggling my toes in my boots,
Communist literature in my hands,
Pinchin' all the bosoms I can,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

(You!)

I'm a dirty old man.

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