Chris De Burgh - Patricia The Stripper lyrics

Dennis is a menace

With his "Anyone for tennis?"

And he'd beseech me to come and keep the score.

And Maude says, "Oh Lord, I'm so terribly bored"

I really can't stand it anymore

I'm going out to dinner

With a gorgeous singer

To a little place I found

Down by the quay

Her name is Patricia

She calls herself Delicia

And the reason isn't

Very hard to see

She says, God made her a sinner

Just to keep fat men thinner

As they tumble down in heaps

Before her feet

They hang around in groups

Like battle weary troops

One can often see the queue

Right down the street

You see, Patricia

Or Delicia

Not only is a singer

She also removes all her clothing

For Patricia,

Is the best stripper in town

And with a swing of her hips

She started to strip

To tremendous applause

She took of her drawers

And with a lick of her lips

She undid all her clips

Threw it all in the air

And everybody stared

And as the last piece of clothing

Fell to the floor

The police were banging on the door

On a Saturday night

In 1924

Take it away boys

But, poor Patricia was arrested

And everyone detested

The manner in which

She was exposed

Later on in court

Where everbody thought

A summer run in jail

Would be proposed

But the judge said, "Patricia

Or may I say Delicia

The facts of this case lie before me (knock, knock, knock)

Case dismissed!

This girl was in her working clothes

And with a swing of her hips,

She started to strip

To tremendous applause

She took off her drawers

And with a lick of her lips

She undid all her clips

Threw it all in the air

And everyone stared

And as the last piece of clothing

Fell to the floor

The police were yelling out for more (more)

On a Saturday night

In 1924

On a Saturday night

In 1924, oh yeah