Gazing through the window at the club outside.
Wondering will I hold on tonight.
Hoping that my cash will stay in my wallet, allright.

After all there's other bars to visit here.
And here they are just dancing for dough.
Watching all the females just shame themselves.
But they all know.

They are the strippers.
They strip their clothes away.
They're all my strippers.
Who pays a better wage.

I watch the sun go down like every female slut.
I'm hoping that they'll make me satisfied.
A stip club is for those who will come after us ...
This time

They are the strippers.
They strip their clothes away. Oh yeah.
They're all my strippers.
Who pays a better wage.

Their names might be Sweet Sandy, or the Luscious Wife
It doesn't really matter much to me
Without these stripping jobs there ain't no cash from us
America's a dream of fantasy
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

If only there wasn't such a thing as fertility.
It would be nice if we could live as one.
The clothes I've seen that came off Angelic Angie.
They're gone.

They are the strippers.
They strip their clothes away. Oh yeah.
They're all my strippers.
Who pays a better wage.
Okay
I want my stripper.
Who doesn't have a baby.
Today
I'll marry a stripper
Ain't got no wife to lay
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah