Dirty-mouthed Flo, she cusses like a sailor And the boys at the RR say she's a flat firebrand Yeah but they don't know how the dirty words fair her When she's tearin' up the bed with a natural goodtime man I remember the night I met her I was starin' down a G and T When a gal let fly with an F-word I had to look around and see The bartender said 'Hey, buddy Don't even let it cross your mind' But I took her home, and I'm glad I did 'Cause I found the heart that the mouth kept hid She's a whole different women when the lights get low Dirty-mouthed Flo Well, it sure beats me how a woman As filthy as a pig at a trough Can turn to a perfect angel The second that her clothes come off But when Flo gets her love-gears goin' Her tongue quits workin' awhile And nestled in satin with her legs spread wide She looks sweeter than a July bride And it won't be long 'til down to the chapel I'll go With dirty-mouthed Flo