Patricia The Stripper

She works downtown in an unmarked bar, flyin' 'round poles
She always gave me the fright of my life
I didn't mean to get involved it was the alcohol
Mixed with an empty feeling insideIt's such a bad idea
To fall in love with a 'lady of the night'
Why didn't God give her two left feet
Then she couldn't run away from meMonths go by and I'm alone in bed
While she's greasing up for when the businessmen and lawyers arrive
I've got to wear a beard, a suit and tie
To get past the door if I want to see my girl tonightI go to all this effort
Just to see my fair Patricia
Going home with some other guyWhy couldn't God give her two left feet?
Then she couldn't run away from me
Oh, why couldn't God give her two left feet?
Then she couldn't run away from meShe thinks I'm sad and that's alright
But she doesn't hate me so there's my little alibi
I can't, I can't leave, I can't, I can't, I can't
She's my coked up Botox girlPatricia, Patricia
Oh, Patricia the stripper you are my sunshine
Oh, Patricia the stripper come on home tonight
Oh, Patricia the stripper you are my sunshine
So, why can't you come home with me tonight?