DIRTY CLEAN ' PORCHES ( CHORD ALTERNATE 5TH AND 6TH STRING 3RD FRET) We'll stick it out in lala land And maybe she just might take my hand Cause spring is wet, and spring is clean Baby won't you clean me?¦ clean me, clean me, clean me The tan lines all surrounding her Bruised up in a floral jumper And what I'd give to be that bruise Maybe I'm just getting used?¦ used to it, used to it, used to it And I am dirty I am clean, and I can't hold on to anything (x2) Anything, anything, anything Beneath the waist it's dripping wet Above his knees, it gets hard again And I still taste you on my tongue wishing we were one year younger Younger, younger, younger And If I had a daughter, Well I'd hope she'd be like her mother And maybe she would visit dad on his birthday oh when he got sad And make her smile, make her smile, make her smile ) And I am dirty I am clean, and I can't hold on to anything (x2) Anything, anything, anything, anything, anything, anything, anything, anything