Lap Dancer

Jackie's got a brand new job,
She's workin' in town.
Now she's got money to throw around.
Dancin' sexy, she's dancin' slow.
Hey now if you got the money, then she's got the show.

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Breakin' hearts in the kind of place
Where the men sit around like dogs.
In your lap or in your face,
She'll polish off your knob.
It's all part of the job.

Jackie's got a winning smile,
She'll set you at ease.
She'll make you forget she's just a tease.
Desperate dandy, you're just a lonesome slob,
But don't you ever forget your just part of the mob.

 

 

 

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Jackie's got a little woman,
She's just waitin' at home,
She's feelin' so dirty and alone.
She don't like it, these dancin days,
Waitin' for Jackie to come home and say:

"There ain't that much I know how to do,
But I can pleasure those buckaroos,
And don't I always come back to you?"

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Lead Vocal: Eric Delore
Rhythm Electric Guitar: Jon Hundt, Eric Delore
Solo Electric Guitar: Eric Delore
Bass: Kennan Shaw
Drums: Lliam Hart
Backing Vocals: Rayke Hekker, Carol Sevilla
Lap Dancer ©1996 Eric Delore.
All rights reserved.