Pasties and a G-String - Jeffrey Lee Pierce

Smellin' like a brewery, lookin' like a tramp

Ain’t got a quarter, got a postage stamp

A five o’clock shadow boxing all around the town

Talking to the old men sleeping on the ground

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Fish net stockings and high heeled shoes

Strip tease, prick tease, car keys, blues

The porno floor show, live nude girls

Dreamy and creamy and brunette curls

Chesty Morgan and a Watermelon Rose

Froze my rent, take off all your clothes

Trench coats, bottles of old rot-gut

That bitch gonna bust a dead man’s nut

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Yo, cleavage, cleavage and thighs and hips

From the nape of her neck to her lipstick lips

Chopped and channeled and lowered and louvered

And a cheater slicks and baby moons

Tricky and Dicky from gay Paree

This is all hot burlesque for me

She’s hot and ready, she gets 'em goin' steady

The band is shit an that’s a summary

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Crawlin' on her belly, shakin' like jelly

I get my pussy from a Chinese deli

Listen sweetheart, if you want for more

Squash your cigarette butts on the floor

I Like Mimi and you like Jane

What was the girl in the snakeskin’s name?

I hear this is early bird matinee

And I can come back most any day

You get yourself somethin' that you can’t get at home

You get yourself somethin' that you can’t get at home

You’re checkin' out somethin', better check it at home

You’re checkin' out somethin', better check it at home

Pasties and a g-string, takin' off her pants

Why you wanna twirl, why don’t ya give me chance

Pasties and a g-string, a beer and a shot

Since I got divorced this is all that I got

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Pasties and a g-string, really loud shit

Checkin' out my days, gettin' sicker of this

Gonna grab my iron, go to school, cut the town

There’d be no strip tease and no hangin' round

Ridin' out for Oprah with my Chinese bitch

Gettin' low and ugly with that yellow shit

Checkin' out my homies in a black Maserati

Eight-balls are gunnin' for a poetry party

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Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn

Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan zadan zay

Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn

Checkin' out somethin' that you can’t check out at home

Checkin' out somethin' that you can’t check out at home

Checkin' out somethin' that you can’t check out at home

Checkin' out somethin' better check it at home

Checkin' out somethin' that you can’t check out at home

Check it out, motherfuckers, check it at home

Checkin' out somethin' that you can’t check out at home

Better check it out, you better check it at home