Now I'm of consenting age,
To be forgetting you in a cabaret.
Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen,
May even ask my name.
As she sheds her skin on stage,
I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the clubs PA.
The strip joint veteran sits two away,
Smirking between dignified sips,
Of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri.
And isn't this exactly where you'd like me?
I'm exactly where you like me.
You know, praying for love in a lap dance,
And paying in naivety.
Oh isn't this where you'd like me?
I'm exactly where you like me.
You know, praying for love in a lap dance,
And paying in naivety.
Ohhh.
But I'm afraid that I, well I may have faked it.
I wouldn't be caught dead in this place.
Well im afraid that I, well that's right I may have faked it.
and I wouldn't be caught dead in this place.
And isn't this exactly where you'd like me?
I'm exactly where you like me.
You know, praying for love in a lap dance,
And paying in naivety.
Oh isn't this where you'd like me?
I'm exactly where you like me.
You know, praying for love in a lap dance,
And paying in naivety.
Well im afraid that I, well I may have faked it.
I wouldn't be caught de-dead-de-dead-de-dead in this place.
Well im afraid that I, well that's right I may have faked it.
and I wouldn't be caught dead in this place.
And isn't this exactly where you'd like me?
I'm exactly where you like me.
You know, praying for love in a lap dance,
And paying in naivety.
Oh isn't this where you'd like me?
I'm exactly where you like me.
You know, praying for love in a lap dance,
And paying in naivety.
praying for love in a lap dance,
And paying in naivety.
praying for love in a lap dance,
And paying in naivety oh.