Patricia the Stripper - The Wombats
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Patricia the Stripper Lyrics
Dennis is a menace
With his 'Anyone for tennis?'
And he'd beseech me to come keep the score
And Maude said, "Oh Lord, I'm so terribly bored"
I really can't stand it anymoreI'm going out to dinner
With a gorgeous singer
To a little place I know
Down by the quayHer name is Patricia
She calls herself Delicia
And the reason isn't
Very hard to seeShe said, God made her a sinner
Just to keep those fat men thinner
As they tumble down in heaps
Before her feetThey hang around in groups
Like battle weary troops
One can often see the
Queue right down the streetBecause Patricia or Delicia
Not only is a singer
She also removes all her clothing
For Patricia
Is the best stripper in townAnd with a swing of her hips
She started to strip
To tremendous applause
She took of her drawersAnd with a lick of her lips
She undid all her clips
Threw it all in the air
And everyone staredAnd as the last piece of clothing
Fell to the floor
The police were banging on the door
On a Saturday night in 1924Take it away boysWell, Patricia was arrested
And everyone detested
The terrible manner in which
She was exposedLater on in court
Where everyone thought
A summer's run in jail
Would be proposedBut the judge said
"Patricia or may I say Delicia
The facts of this case lie before me
(Knock, knock, knock)
Case dismissed, this girl was in her working clothesAnd with a swing of her hips
She started to strip
To tremendous applause
She took off her drawersAnd with a lick of her lips
She undid all her clips
Threw it all in the air
And everyone staredAnd as the last piece of clothing
Fell to the floor
The police were yelling out for more
(More)
On a Saturday night in 1924