She wears mascara under her eyes
And cottage cheese resembles her thighs
Sloppy bombs all over the place
Just ask her name - you`ll get to third base
(they call her)
Sloppy, sloppy, sloppy - Sloppy Marilyn
She`s living her life and it`s full of sin
She wants to bag a guy but she can`t choose one
She likes her hot dog right between her buns
Spits out the window - her hair is a mess
Just a fresh coat of lipstick and she`ll look her best
C`mon C`mon... you know you all do it too
Makes love in the alley and does her whole office too
Sloppy, sloppy, sloppy - Sloppy Marilyn
There ain`t a man alive who has not gone in
She`s living her life like it`s a fantasy
It`s time to wake up and face reality
(spoken) Oh come on, Marilyn... why don`t you get sloppy with me,
baby?
You don`t have to wine and dine
Just get a six-pack and some pizza
She`ll go down lost in emotion
Like that song from Lisa Lisa
She fell off a jeep - she snorted some coke
Can`t charge cigarrettes - she`s simply flat broke