Jelly Bread-Booker T. & The MG's

I make my living off the Evening News Just give me somethin', somethin' I can use People love it when you lose, they love dirty laundry Well, I could've 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 blond 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 You don't really need to find out what's goin' on You don't really want to know just how far it's gone Just leave well enough alone, eat your 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 stiff, kick 'em all around 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 stiff, 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, kick 'em when they're down ...