| Lyrics: | Dennis is a menace
With his "Anyone for tennis?"
And he'd beseech me to come keep the
score.
And Maude said, "Oh Lord, I'm so terribly bored"
I really can't stand it
anymore...
I'm going...out to dinner,
With a gorgeous singer,
To a little place
I know,
Down by the key.
Her name is Patricia,
She calls herself
delicia
And the reason isn't
Very hard to see.
She said, God made her a
sinner
Just to keep those fat men, thinner
As they tumble down in heaps
Before her
feet.
They hang around in groups
Like battle weary troops,
One can often see
the
Queue right down the street.
Because 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 started to strip
To tremendous
applause
She took of her draws
And with a lick of her lips
She undid all her
clips,
Threw it all in the air
And everyone stared
And as the last piece of
clothing
Fell to the floor,
The police were banging on the door
On a Saturday
night,
In 1924
Take it away boys...
Well, Patricia was
arrested
And everyone detested,
The terrible manner in which
she was
exposed
Later on in court
where everyone thought
A summer's run in jail
would be proposed..
But the judge said, "Patricia,
Or may I say
Delicia,
The facts of this case lie before me (knock, knock, knock)
Case dismissed...
This girl was in her working clothes...
And with a swing of her hips,
She started to
strip
To tremendous applause
She took of her draws
And with a lick of her
lips
She undid all her clips,
Threw it all in the air
And everyone
stared
And as the last piece of clothing
Fell to the floor,
The police were
yelling out for more (more)
On a Saturday night
In
1924
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