Imagine all the words we're spitting would be killing inside being trapped in a jungle be cool don't fight there are no enemies no justice but now you need revenge everytime I show my faces to earn your respect I'm an absolute beginner (she's an absolute beginner) and I need to commit (she needs to commit) I wash it you kick it and spoil it with dirt nevermind I've got two faces and one of it hurts What a dirty shirt What a dirty shirt What a dirty shirt Wash it down And when you roam with the storm I'm coming your way noone can stop me it's the upcoming day which shows you the thruth and then your life gets confused you might wash a white shirt without my lust I'm an absolute beginner (she's an absolute beginner) and I need to commit (she needs to commit) I wash it you kick it and spoil it with dirt nevermind I've got two faces and one of it hurts What a dirty shirt ... (c) Sandra Nasic / Edition Artist Station/ EMI Songs Musikverlag GmbH