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Stripper Song
I wake up in the morning,
I raise my weary head Don't know where the hell I've been,
but I sure feel dead. So I put on my best pair of leopard spotted french cut briefs.
Walk down a couple flights of stairs and hit the cold city streets. I walk to the strip club on times square and get ready for a long day of dancing in my underwear.
*chorus* Yeah I'm a stripper, it's what I do for a living, taking my clothes off for very large and sweaty women.
I've got this one move, makes everybody scream, I dance and I giggle, and I wiggle out of my jeans. If I'm in the right mood, I'm dressing up like superman, buddy nothing stops me, not even kryptonite can
*chorus*
Being a stripper, it's kind of tough
It's hard to make your ends meet when you make your living in the buff
*chorus*