Do I look like a slut?
Uh, huh, shut up

You know, I don't understand
Why everyone keeps calling us sluts
Me neither, I'm a good girl, yeah, me too
Hell, I just went to church the other day

Here's a story about the boys of the alter
Some of them got between me and my halter
But I don't think the good Lord would mind
I was calling his name the whole time

Sometimes I get a little drunk
And I go home with some crazy punks
But don't judge me by what I do
'Cause baby, you know, you want to hit it too
Shit, you know they all want to hit it
Yeah, they're just talking shit 'cause they want it

You know, maybe it's these outfits we wear
I mean, I can see your boobies
Shit my stylist is on a budget
He's just trying to save some fabric

It really doesn't matter
I'm just gonna end up taking it off anyway
So what if I'm a little nudie?
It don't mean you're gonna get some booty

Baby, I just want to shake it
It took mama nine months to make it
My daisy dukes they fit just right
They squeeze my coochie really tight

So that when I shake and dance
There's a party in my pants
Shit, I like your daisy dukes
I think they're real classy

Do I look like a slut?
Is it the way I move my butt?
Is it the way my clothes are cut?
I like to do it and what?

Do I look like a slut?
Is it the way I move my butt?
Is it how my clothes are cut?
I don't give a fuck

I saw Mikey on the street yesterday
And do you know what he called me?
What? He called me a slut, no, yeah
Honey, don't worry, he's just a fag anyway

I'm not a fuckin' slut you fucking cock sucker
Your mom's the one letting everyone fuck her
Everyone knows she's a fuckin' ho
Sucks dick on the corner for a little blow

Just because I like to freak each and every night of the week
Don't mean I can't resist temptation
Hell, I don't give a damn about my reputation
Shit, you know I'm grade A, top joint, speed baby
This is one classy ass

I can't believe she'd get off talkin' shit like that
I mean she's one to talk
At least we don't let just anyone stick it in
What a fucking slut, slut