[Verse] Down in the Dirty South, where the mud is thick, There's a politician named Crooked Joe Briden, real slick. He's known for sniffin' hair, man, it's his favorite pastime, But we ain't buyin' his lies, we see through his grime. [Verse 2] He's creepin' in the shadows, tryna hide his deeds, Sniffin' women's hair like it's some kind of need. But we're callin' him out, ain't nothin' he can hide, Dirty Joe Briden, it's time to step aside. [Chorus] Sniffin' in the South, yeah, he thinks he's sly, But we won't let Crooked Joe just pass us by. Time to expose his game, let the truth unfold, Dirty Joe Briden, your secrets are getting old.
