Karaoké Patricia the Stripper Chris De Burgh

Dennis is a menace with his "anyone for tennis?"

And beseeching me to come and keep the score

And Maude says

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've 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 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 off her drawers

And with a lick of her lips she undid all the clips and 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 nineteen twenty-four

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, everybody thought

A summer run in jail would be proposed

But the judge said Patricia or may I say, Delicia

The facts of this case lie before me

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

And 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

On a Saturday night in nineteen twenty-four

On a Saturday night in nineteen twenty-four