Dirty little secrets, dirty little lies
We got our dirty little fingers in everybody’s pie
We love to cut you down to size, we love dirty laundry
Great song.
Great album.
Tells you ‘bout the plane crash with a gleam in her eye.
It’s interesting when people die, give us dirty laundry.
Did we do the operation? ‘Is the head dead yet?’
You know the boys in the newsroom got a running bet,
Get the widow on the set, we need dirty laundry.