A dark and crowded room
Warm beer that's stale
Nobody seems to care
There's more for sale
She walks on the stage
Strokes her hips, shakes her mane
Her sweet, cheap perfume
Reminds them that she's why they came
Oh she's the stripper, she'll strip your soul
Ooh she's the stripper, she'll eat you whole
Assembled in Mexico, dark Spanish eyes
She'll tell you where to go, if you get wise
She's your fantasy
But she won't go too far
And oh, she has to be
In league with the guy at the bar
She's the stripper, she'll strip your soul
Ooh she's the stripper, she'll eat you whole
(Ooh I need you)
(Like my spurs?)
(Feel it)
(Ahhhh)
(Solo)
Stripper
Eat you whole
Stripper
Take my soul