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Chris de Burgh Patricia the Stripper Lyrics

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Published on Dec 27, 2010

A video for the lyrics of "Patricia the Stripper", fourth song on the compilation album "Best Moves" by Chris de Burgh. These are the correct lyrics, considering the fact I've taken them from the booklet that comes with the CD. But typos from my side are always possible, of course.

Disclaimer: I do not own the music or the lyrics. I just put the both together.

Lyrics:

Dennis is a menace with his "anyone for tennis?"
And beseeching me to come and keep the score...
And Maud says "Oh Lord! I'm so terribly bored!"
And I really can't stand it anymore...

I'm going out to dinner with a gorgeous singer
To a little place I've 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 to keep the fat men thinner,
As they tumble down in heaps before her feet,
They hang around in groups like battle-weary troops,
One van often see then 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 starts to strip,
To tremendous applause she took off her drawers,
And with a lick of her lips she undid all the clips,
Threw it all in the air, and everybody stared,
Ans as the last piece of clothing fell to the floor,
The police were banging on the door,
On a Saturday night in nineteen twenty-four...
Take it away boys!
But poor Patricia was arrested and everyone detested
The manner in which she was exposed,
And later in court, well, everyone thought,
That a summer run in Gaol would be proposed.

But the Judge said, "Patricia,
Or may I say, Delicia,
The facts of this case lie before me...
Case dismissed... this girl was in her working clothes!!"

And with a swing of her hips she starts to strip,
To tremendous applause she took off her drawers,
And with a lick of her lips she undid all the clips,
Threw it all in the air, and everybody stared,
Ans as the last piece of clothing fell to the floor,
The police were yelling for more!!!
On a Saturday night in nineteen twenty-four...
On a Saturday night in nineteen twenty-four...

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