Disco At The Strip Club
Come with me
I hear a voice in the back of a bar on a Saturday
Stranger, or danger, or angel?
I don't know anyway
But I'll take a chance on a good night a good time any day
(Yeah)
So I sit shot gun in a Chevrolet
Heading to a different type of ballet
Where the girls all smell like creme brulée
(And the champagne's free if you pay to play)
Where the boys post up and they spend a wage
Of a hard week's work on a fantasy
Where the dream don't die and you can escape
Forever and ever
Fly with your tainted wings of a dove
Give into sin and stay falling up
Whatever you do don't go falling in love
Dancin' to disco at the strip club
What's your name?
To hell with it baby tomorrow I won't know anyway
I'm good unattached, I rest easy, relaxed when the company
Is gone by the morning cause we know that love ain't a winning game
(Yeah)
So I sit shot gun in a Chevrolet
Heading to a different type of ballet
Where the girls all smell like creme brulée
(And the champagne's free if you pay to play)
Where the boys post up and they spend a wage
Of a hard week's work on a fantasy
Where the dream don't die and you can escape, yeah
Forever and ever
Fly with your tainted wings of a dove
Give into sin and stay falling up
Whatever you do don't go falling in love
Dancin' to disco at the strip club
I hear a voice in the back of a bar on a Saturday
Stranger, or danger, or angel?
I don't know anyway
But I'll take a chance on a good night a good time any day
(Yeah)
So I sit shot gun in a Chevrolet
Heading to a different type of ballet
Where the girls all smell like creme brulée
(And the champagne's free if you pay to play)
Where the boys post up and they spend a wage
Of a hard week's work on a fantasy
Where the dream don't die and you can escape
Forever and ever
Fly with your tainted wings of a dove
Give into sin and stay falling up
Whatever you do don't go falling in love
Dancin' to disco at the strip club
What's your name?
To hell with it baby tomorrow I won't know anyway
I'm good unattached, I rest easy, relaxed when the company
Is gone by the morning cause we know that love ain't a winning game
(Yeah)
So I sit shot gun in a Chevrolet
Heading to a different type of ballet
Where the girls all smell like creme brulée
(And the champagne's free if you pay to play)
Where the boys post up and they spend a wage
Of a hard week's work on a fantasy
Where the dream don't die and you can escape, yeah
Forever and ever
Fly with your tainted wings of a dove
Give into sin and stay falling up
Whatever you do don't go falling in love
Dancin' to disco at the strip club
Credits
Writer(s): Briannah Donolo, Carl Ryden
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