Smelling like a brewery,

looking like a tramp

I ain't got a quarter

got a postage stamp

Been five o'clock shadow boxing 

all around the town

Talking with the old men

sleeping on the ground

Bazanti bootin 

al zootin al hoot 

and Al Cohn

sharin this apartment 

with a telephone pole

and it's a fish-net stockings

spike-heel shoes

Strip tease, prick tease 

car kease blues

and the porno floor show

live nude girls

dreamy and creamy 

and the brunette curls

Chesty Morgan and a 

Watermelon Rose

raise my rent and take off 

all your clothes

with the trench coats

magazines bottle full of rum

she's so good, it make 

a dead man cum, with

pasties and a g-string

beer and a shot

Portland through a shot glass 

and a Buffalo squeeze

wrinkles and cherry 

and twinky and pinky

and FeFe live from Gay Paree

fanfares rim shots 

back stage who cares

all this hot burlesque for me



cleavage, cleavage thighs and hips

from the nape of her neck 

to the lip stick lips

chopped and channeled 

and lowered and louvered

and a cheater slicks 

and baby moons

she's hot and ready

and creamy and sugared

and the band is awful 

and so are the tunes



crawlin on her belly shakin like jelly

and I'm getting harder than 

Chinese algebraziers and cheers

from the compendium here

hey sweet heart they're yellin for more

squashing out your cigarette butts 

on the floor

and I like Shelly

you like Jane

what was the girl with the snake skins name

it's an early bird matinee

come back any day

getcha little sompin

that cha can't get at home

getcha little sompin

that cha can't get at home

pasties and a g-string

beer and a shot

Portland through a shot glass 

and a Buffalo squeeze

popcorn, front row

higher than a kite

and I'll be back tomorrow night

and I'll be back tomorrow night