Lyrics:

Three little piggies tryin' to run with the biggiesGot to reap what they sow somedayOne got ballin' and the second kept stallin'And the other one ran awayNow don't you think that should've been fineThe kicks and luxury wineBut it's dirtyDon't you think that should've been swellRun around movin' so wellBut it's dirtyYou'll find out you're movin' too slowwhen there's no place left to goIt gets dirtyThree young babies got the rock and roll craziesAnd they each went into a slideOne kept hootin' and the other kept shootin'And the other one up and diedNow don't you think that should've been fine...Three cute chickies hangin' out with the sickiesDo their best now to run with the packOne took the Navy and the other took Davieand the other one never come backNow don't you think that should've been fineThe kicks and luxury wineBut it's dirty.