Do I look like a slut?
Uh-huh.
Shut up.

You know, I don't understand why everyone keeps calling us sluts.
Me neither, I'm a good girl.
Yeah, me too.
Hell, I just went to church the other day.

Here's a story about the boys of the alter.
Some of them got between me and my halter.
But I don't think the Good Lord would mind,
I was calling his name the whole time.

Sometimes I get a little drunk,
And I go home with some crazy punks.
But don't judge me by what I do,
'Cause baby you know you want to hit it too.
Shit, you know they all want to hit it.
Yeah, they're just talkin' shit 'cause they want it.

You know, maybe it's these outfits we wear, I mean, I can see your boobies.
Shit my stylist is on a budget, he's just trying to save some fabric.
It really doesn't matter, I'm just gonna end up taking it off anyway.
So what if I'm a little nudie?

It don't mean you're gonna get some booty,
Baby I just want to shake it,
It took mama nine months to make it.
My daisy dukes they fit just right,

They squeeze my coochie really tight.
So that when I shake and dance,
There's a party in my pants.
Shit, I like your daisy dukes, I think they're real classy.

Do I look like a slut?
Is it the way I move my butt?
Is it the way my clothes are cut?
I like to do it, and what?

Do I look like a slut?
Is it the way I move my butt?
Is it how my clothes are cut?
I don't give a fuck.

I saw Mikey on the street yesterday, and do you know what he called me?
What?
He called me a slut.
No.

Yeah.
Honey, don't worry, he's just a fag anyway.
I'm not a fuckin' slut you fucking cock sucker,
Your mom's the one letting everyone fuck her.

Everyone knows she's a fuckin' ho,
Sucks dick on the corner for a little blow.
Just because I like to freak each and every night of the week,
Don't mean I can't resist temptation,

Hell I don't give a damn about my reputation.
Shit, you know I'm grade A, top joint, speed baby.
This is one classy ass.

I can't believe she'd get off talkin' shit like that.
I mean she's one to talk.
At least we don't let just anyone stick it in.
What a fucking slut.
Slut!


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Do I Look Like a Slut? Lyrics as written by Debbie Attias Daphne Gomez-mena

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    can't beleive no ones commented on this! awesome beat ans iits hilarious!

    Cattyon February 28, 2006   Link
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    Debbie and Daphne are fuckin cum dumpsters I went to their show in NY and afterwards they had a fuck party in the dressing room

    sunrise in tibeton May 10, 2006   Link
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    lol are you suprised?

    blacklistedon August 31, 2006   Link
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    i know right, lol

    ANTWANmyMANon January 23, 2007   Link
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    ahahaha SICK

    devastatoron February 28, 2007   Link
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    hellz yah

    samanthafunnyon September 03, 2007   Link
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    Ha they gonna get aids I hope they die

    Soldiers of deception, dark seeds among our race, An absence of free will is all we ever face, Overcome by chemicals of lust inside the brain We don't need an answer, just someone to blame, A plague of human weakness spreads across a dying race, In search of human meat, just a little taste, Animals with no remorse who seek to penetrate, Mo one ever cares, as long as they get laid Looking at the world as it unfolds in front of me, I could never think to give a fuck about a thing, It just makes me sick to think that I could even be A part of this perverted earth we like to think is free Blood-borne virus spreads, Cultivates the living dead, Patient-zero's gone, But the human rats will carry on, Drug-crazed, high on sex, Fuck and fuck with no regrets, God damned mortal drive, To fuck with anything alive, Not [No?] one will prevail, The flesh is weak and always fails, Lust-filled carnal rage, Inhuman sex for human slaves, No more love of faith, Just waves of systematic rape, Blind to all disease, A whore is all they fucking need. Dead, he's dead, that mother fucker's dead, Don't let me see the fucker's face again, Mad, as fuck, these fuckers gotta die, It's time to send them back to where they came Fuck, and fuck, spreadin' all their shit, Without a fucking thought inside their head, Kill, and kill, give it to them hard, See how much they're fucking when their dead Pornographic fuck-fest ride, A.I.D.S.-infested [A.I.D.S.-infected?] diatribes, Orgiastic atrophy, All reduced to greed Forced penetration, not one a willing slave? Pleasure seeking mongrels, a horror masquerade, Blind to all reason, they fuck their life away, Sodom and Gomorrah, precursors of our world today Our fucking world's deceased Just like we televise the grief, Of a thousand mother fuckers blown away, Force fed, their lies, Price paid, with their blood, In our god we trust So we can entertain with lust Our fucking zombified nation does the rest Plastic prophets, Air-brushed democracy We're all deaf and dumb Because [we] eat and breath the scum, And let it infiltrate and penetrate our brain, Lost cause, no hope, Fall back, we've lost the game... Paralyzed, unleashed, in heat, Predators, infected, diseased, Avarice blinding her eyes, Cash in hand, empty inside Generate profits from pain, Mediated false impressions, Human flesh labeled for sale, A witness for [of?] the "prostitution", Fornicate, triumph of shame, Does nothing else fucking matter? Sickeness, weakness, Porn is the new jesus, Fuck it, vomit, On the human race. Soldiers of deception, dark seeds among our race, An absence of free will is all we ever face, Overcome by chemicals of lust inside the brain We don't need an answer, just someone to blame, A plague of human weakness spreads across a dying race, In search of human meat, just a little taste, Animals with no remorse who seek to penetrate, Mo one ever cares, as long as they get laid

    grenudolocomannyon March 12, 2008   Link
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    hahah this song rocks!

    ana-luciaon June 10, 2008   Link
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    My Interpretation

    On the one hand, this song is so fun and remarkably catchy for being so simple. I just can't help but laugh at the dramatic irony of the two girls defending their "classy" Daisy Dukes.

    On the other, I almost wonder if there's not some deeper social commentary going on. For instance, the line: "Just because I like to freak each and every night of the week, don't mean I can't resist temptation" points out the fact that people often mistake sexual liberation as "sluttiness" and may believe a woman who has many partners is be sick and desperate and unable to say no-- failing to realize that she might in fact ENJOY uncommitted sex (the way men are entitled and often PRAISED for enjoying it) and may have her own standards that are just different from other girls'. "I don't give a damn about my reputation." Good for her, I say!

    It's also sad but salient that these girls who are accused of being sluts in turn accuse others of the same thing: "I'm not a fuckin' slut you fucking cock sucker, your mom's the one letting everyone fuck her. Everyone knows she's a fuckin' ho, sucks dick on the corner for a little blow." "Slut" is a weapon used against women, a way to make someone look and feel better about themselves in comparison. It's just as they say: "But don't judge me by what I do, 'cause baby you know you want to hit it too. Shit, you know they all want to hit it. Yeah, they're just talkin' shit 'cause they want it." It's others' insecurity, plain and simple. If you can't get-- or if you can't BE it-- you go all sour grapes and say that it's nothing something anyone should want in the first place.

    Even if the song is intended to be lighthearted, it hits on some pretty intense issues!

    MurasakiNekoon July 05, 2010   Link
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    Since I am NOT a slut I don't understand this song :) I'm just amused with the line " I can see your boobies." Seriously, who calls them 'boobies'? :)

    ManofSteelon November 20, 2011   Link

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