Verse: D7 "It's the content of your blouse that makes me aroused" Bb7 he said and grabbed my arm. D7 He's a dirty old man with a beer in his hand, Bb7 he thinks he's got the charm.Verse: D7 He stumble when he walks and he spits when he talks, Bb7 he smells like cheap cologne. D7 He's a married old man with the zipper always down, Bb7 he should have stayed at home. Verse: Am F Old dirty man, dirty man, don't you have a real life? Am F Old dirty man, shouldn't you be home with your wife? Hook: C Gm Cause you're too old to be here, we're only eighteen years old. F D7 And what are you, like fiftyfive. So don't you even try. Interlude: D7 Bb7 D7 Bb7 D7 Bb7 D7 Bb7Am F Old dirty man, dirty man, don't you have a real life? Am F Old dirty man, shouldn't you be home with your wife?Hook: C Gm Cause you're too old to be here, we're only eighteen years old. F D7 And what are you, like fiftyfive. So don't you even try. Hook: C Gm Cause you're too old to be here, we're only eighteen years old. F D7 And what are you, like fiftyfive. So don't you even try. - Drum break - Outro: D7 Dm Bb7 Dirty old man. D7 Dm Bb7 Dirty old man. D7 Dm Bb7 Dirty old man. D7 Dm Bb7 Dirty old man.Am F Old dirty man, dirty man, don't you have a real life? Am F Old dirty man, shouldn't you be home with your wife?