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Dennis is a menace |
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With his "Anyone for tennis?" |
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And he'd beseech me to come keep the score. |
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And Maude said, "Oh Lord, I'm so terribly bored" |
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I really can't stand it anymore... |
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I'm going...out to dinner, |
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With a gorgeous singer, |
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To a little place I know, |
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Down by the key. |
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Her name is Patricia, |
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She calls herself Delicia |
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And the reason isn't |
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Very hard to see. |
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She said, God made her a sinner |
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Just to keep those fat men thinner |
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As they tumble down in heaps |
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Before her feet. |
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They hang around in groups |
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Like battle weary troops, |
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One can often see the |
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Queue right down the street. |
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Because Patricia |
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Or Delicia |
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Not only is a singer |
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She also removes all her clothing |
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For Patricia, |
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Is the best stripper in town... |
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And with a swing of her hips, |
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She started to strip |
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To tremendous applause |
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She took of her drawers |
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And with a lick of her lips |
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She undid all her clips, |
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Threw it all in the air |
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And everyone stared |
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And as the last piece of clothing |
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Fell to the floor, |
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The police were banging on the door |
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On a Saturday night, |
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In 1924 |
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Take it away boys... |
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Well, Patricia was arrested |
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And everyone detested, |
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The terrible manner in which |
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she was exposed |
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Later on in court |
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where everybody thought |
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A summer's run in jail |
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would be proposed.. |
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But the judge said, "Patricia, |
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Or may I say Delicia, |
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The facts of this case lie before me (knock, knock, knock) |
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Case dismissed... This girl was in her working clothes... |
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And with a swing of her hips, |
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She started to strip |
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To tremendous applause |
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She took off her drawers |
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And with a lick of her lips |
|
She undid all her clips, |
|
Threw it all in the air |
|
And everyone stared |
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And as the last piece of clothing |
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Fell to the floor, |
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The police were yelling out for more (more) |
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On a Saturday night |
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In 1924 |