I make my living off the evening news
Just give me something, something I can use
People love it when you lose,
They love dirty laundry
Well, I coulda been an actor, but I wound up here
I just have to look good, I don`t have to be clear
Come and whisper in my ear
Give us dirty laundry
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em when they`re down
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em when they`re down
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em when they`re down
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em all around
We got the bubble-headed-bleach-blonde who comes on at five
She can tell you `bout the plane crash with a gleam in her eye
It`s interesting when people die
Give us dirty laundry
Can we film the operation?
Is the head dead yet?
You know, the boys in the newsroom got a running bet
Get the widow on the set!
We need dirty laundry
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em when they`re down
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em when they`re down
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em when they`re down
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em all around
Dirty little secrets
Dirty little lies
We got our dirty little fingers in everybody`s pie
We love to cut you down to size
We love dirty laundry
We can do the innuendo
We can dance and sing
When it`s said and done we haven`t told you a thing
We all know that crap is king
Give us dirty laundry
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em when they`re down
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em when they`re down
Kick `em when they`re up
Give us dirty laundry
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em when they`re down
Kick `em when they`re up
Kick `em when they`re down
Give us dirty laundry