Dennis is a menace
With his "Anyone for tennis?"
And beseeching me to come keep the score.
And Maude said, "Oh Lord, I'm so terribly bored"
I really can't stand it anymore...
I'm going...out to dinner,
With a gorgeous singer,
To a little place I found
Down by the Quay;
Her name is Patricia,
She calls herself Delicia
And the reason isn't
Very hard to see.
She says, 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 them
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...
But poor Patricia was arrested
And everyone detested,
The manner in which
She was exposed
And later on in court
Well, everyone thought
That summer run in Gaol
Would be proposed..
But the judge said, "Patricia,
Or may I say Delicia,
That 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
Writer(s): Chris De Burgh
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