Well, I caught your first act Monday
Then returned for all the rest
Now I'm back here Sunday evening
And you're on the stage undressed
I don't call it an obsession
But I do admit there's times
When I want to see a woman's bare behind

Well, I keep on thinking 'bout you
Stripper Bleach Blond hair, my prize
While you're flashing your bazookas
And you're jiggling your thighs
Please don't think that I'm a stalker
Those times I lurked outside your door
It only means
I've lots of love in store

Can we meet tonight for dinner?
Can we meet at a motel?
I won't take "no" for an answer
Don't you know I'll treat you well
Please just listen to me
Hear what I'm sayin'
You're doing to me.


Now you are all that I can think of
Stripper Bleach Blond Hair, my hon
Won't you stop and listen to me?
Don't you turn around and run
Been served all those court injunctions
And I've been Tased and pepper sprayed
Just don't understand
Why you are so afraid

Won't you meet me in the alley?
Won't you listen to my plea?
There's no other man can love you
Even half as much as me
Don't try to fake it
You know you want it
I just might take it