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(This one´s goin´ out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Suzy´s Rendez-vous
For every Go-Go Bar
I´ma send this one out to the gentlemen´s clubs
Magic City, New York dogs, Rolex

I be seeing y´all up in there late at night
I understand when your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know what I´m saying?
Don´t let the ladies fool y´all now, fellas
They be doin´ the same thing y´all be doin´
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony!
Drop a BEAT!)

Just ´cuz she dances go-go
It don´t make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I´m in love with a stripper, yo

Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no

bones in your body and you was made to be a celebrity
Twenty grand, know it´s a sin, but before me you show
me a little more skin it would fulfill my fantasy
Thirty grand, to the highest bidder but Chris Rock
said, ´There´s no sex in the champaigne room´
Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling
down, type of tears that money couldn´t buy

Just ´cuz she dances go-go
It don´t make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I´m in love with a stripper, yo

Just ´cuz she dances go-go
It don´t make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I´m in love with a stripper, yo

Excuse me, what is your name?

Uh, my name is Hope, yo
I was blessed with the body of the Goddesses
Have you any idea how hard this is?
I could flex in 25 positions
But I only work here to pay my tuition
Yo, tantalizing teaser
Table-top pleaser

Give me what I need a
Mastercard a Visa
Lap dance fantasy
Picture us on and on white canopy
Wyclef extended his hand to me
Like Billy D. said he´s feelin me
Take me away from here, so far
Where they ride horses, no cars
No more stripping in bars
Me and you ´Clef, against the odds

Just ´cuz she dances go-go
It don´t make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I´m in love with a stripper, yo

Just ´cuz she dances go-go
It don´t make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I´m in love with a stripper, yo

(Yo a lot of y´all sitting with y´all girls
fronting like the budweiser commercial
Talking bout, ´IIIIIII, I don´t be going to the strip joints´
You lying man!  You´d be surprised who you see up in there man.
I got one question for you liars, man)

Shot callers,  Wasn´t you a preacher?

You calling her a hooker?  He without sin cast the first stone.
I met her on the subway, she gave me that VIP card
And told me if I ever have problems,
Don´t hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah

Just ´cuz she dances go-go
It don´t make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I´m in love with a stripper, yo

Just ´cuz she dances go-go
It don´t make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco
We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I´m in love with a stripper, yo
Call up my mama said I´m in love with a stripper yo!

(Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I
got nothing but funny money, man.  New York Dogs.)