Pasties And A G-String(At The Two O'Clock Club)-Tom Waits

Waits 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