The Wombats - Patricia the Stripper Lyrics
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Patricia the Stripper
Patricia the Stripper Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Patricia the Stripper By The Wombats?
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 and empty feeling inside Its 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 me! Months 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 tonight I go to all this effort just to see my fair Patricia going home with some other guy Why didn't God give her two left feet Then she couldn't run away from me! Why didn't God give her two left feet Then she couldn't run away from me! She 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 girl Patricia, 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? |
Who Wrote Patricia the Stripper By The Wombats?
Daniel Joseph Haggis, Matthew Edward Murphy, Tord Oeverland Knudsen
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What's The Duration Of The Patricia the Stripper By The Wombats?The duration of Patricia the Stripper is 3:07 minutes and seconds. |
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