Patricia the Stripper 2000 - Chris de Burgh

I'm going... out to dinner,

With a gorgeous singer,

To a little place I know,

Down by the quay.

Her name is Patricia,

She calls herself Delicia

And the reason isn't

Very hard to see.

She said, God made her a sinner

Just to keep those fat men thinner

As they tumble down in heaps

Before her feet.

They hang around in groups

Like battle weary troops,

One can often see the

Queue right down the street.

You see, Patricia

Or Delicia

Not only is a singer

She also removes all her clothing

For Patricia,

Is the best stripper in town...

And with a swing of her hips,

She started to strip

To tremendous applause

She took of her drawers

And with a lick of her lips

She undid all her clips,

Threw it all in the air

And everyone stared

And as the last piece of clothing

Fell to the floor,

The police were banging on the door

On a Saturday night,

In 1924

Take it away boys...

Well, Patricia was arrested

And everyone detested,

The terrible manner in which

she was exposed

Later on in court

where everyone thought

A summer's run in jail

would be proposed.

But 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 clothes...

And with a swing of her hips,

She started to strip

To tremendous applause

She took off her drawers

And with a lick of her lips

She undid all her clips,

Threw it all in the air

And everyone stared

And as the last piece of clothing

Fell to the floor,

The police were yelling out for more (more)

On a Saturday night

In 1924.