Originally posted by ElmStreetFan01
hey, what do you guys do here?
I'm playing bad made up songs till the boss comes back...it's a strip joint basically. or a bar just to hang out at....hmmm
Some Nirvana perhaps....
load up on drugs, bring your friends
it's fun to cruise, and to pretend
Pelo is bored, rest assured
I know I know I'm going wierd.
Pel-o, pel-o, pel-o, oh no!
Pel-o, pel-o, pel-o, oh no!
Pel-o, pel-o, pel-o, oh no!
Pel-o, pel-o, pel-o, oh no!
With no strippers, it's real dangerous!
Here we are now, entertain us!
There's no strippers!, it's outrageous!
Here we are now, entertain us!
Where did they go?, cannot find them!, might ask Pelo, but I don't know!
Yeah!
(guitar riff)
Gone!
(guitar riff)
Gone!
At first I thought, I'd invest
Into this club, it's seen the best
This little club, no strippers to be seen
I'm going wierd, I'm telling you
Pel-o, pel-o, pel-o, oh no!
Pel-o, pel-o, pel-o, oh no!
Pel-o, pel-o, pel-o, oh no!
Pel-o, pel-o, pel-o, oh no!
With no strippers, it's real dangerous!
Here we are now, entertain us!
There's no strippers!, it's outrageous!
Here we are now, entertain us!
Where did they go?, cannot find them!, might ask Pelo, but I don't know!
Yeah!
(guitar riff)
Gone!
(guitar riff)
Gone!
And I forget, what is this place
oh yeah my guess might take a while
No strippers here, gone away, b' bye oh well whatever I've lost my mind.
ok another bad song as we continue to get pished...this one is for the girls old girls of the G-club ...
On the pole again
Need to work so it’s on the pole again
The life I live is making music with my men
So on a date I go on the pole again
Play the role again
Tellin’ guys that they are all a “ten”
Seein’ dudes that I don’t want to see again
But it’s my job so it’s on the pole again
On the pole again
When those guys are tipsy
They go up the highway
Tell them they’re my friends
Insisting that the girls
Be acting real gay
But it’s our pay
So on the pole again
Need to work so it’s on the pole again
The life I live is making music with my men
So on a date I go on the pole again
(Stripper music solo)
On the pole again
It’s an old profession
We’re out on the highway
Gotta meet those ends
Insisting that us girls
Are going their way
Up the stairway
Play the role again
Tellin’ guys that they are all a “ten”
Seein’ dudes that I don’t want to see again
But it’s my job so it’s on the pole again
okies here we go into the taken the clothes off section of this tribute concert....
*someone in the background yells (get off the damn stage you freak!!)
Once was 'hey Jude' but now we want to rave nude!!
rave nude,
just party down,
take your clothes off,
and you look better
remember, the ecstasy's at the door
always take four,
and then you'll dance better
rave nude,
your gut hangs down
this was made to,
make you get flatter
the minute, you're baring all of your skin,
then you begin
to rave and dance better
and anytime you want to rave,
rave nude, be brave
the movements you need,
are under clothing
and don't you know that just the rule,
rave nude, it's cool,
wear socks to your knees, if you feel colder
na na na na na na na na na
rave nude,
remove your gown,
don't look down there,
at what you've found there
remember, the clothes are just part
off, then we will start
to rave better
so let it out, but suck it in,
rave nude, begin
get naked for someone to perform with
and don't you know I'm naked too,
rave nude, lets do
no clothing from knees, up to your shoulders
na na na na na na na
rave nude,
naked aint bad,
remove that sad thong,
and you'll rave better
get naked, and then the fun can begin,
it's not a sin, be naked, rave better better better better better better
better yeeeeaaaaaaoowwwwwwww
na na na na na na na na na na na rave nude (18x)
*stumbles back on stage...
Twenty-twenty-twenty more layers to go
I wanna be butt-naked
Wanna be nude, wanna take off my clothes
I wanna be butt-naked
I'm sittin' in an airport, waiting for a plane
Gotta take my pants off before I go insane
The need inside me lingers, how can I explain?
Oh oh oh oh oh oooooooh
Plenty-plenty-plenty more layers to go
I wanna be butt-naked
What can I do? Gotta get off these clothes
I wanna be butt naked
I'm sittin' in this menswear trying to restrain
The urges that I'm fighting are making me insane
I gotta pull my pants down and run around the plane
Oh oh oh oh oh ohhhhhh
Twenty-twenty-twenty more layers to go
I wanna be butt-naked
Take off my shoes, the air hits my toes
I wanna be butt-naked
Do I need a wheelchair? Maybe, I don't know
Gotta get these clothes off before I go loco
And if these people see me, they're gonna get a show
Oh oh oh oh oh oooooohhhhh
Plenty-plenty-plenty more layers to go
I wanna be butt-naked
Try to be smooth while I un-do my clothes
I wanna be butt-naked
I'm strapped into this armchair, got nowhere to go
I could take my pants off and not a soul would know
This need inside me lingers, I think I will explode
Oh oh oh oh oh oooooooooh
Bah bah b bah b bah bah b bah I wanna be butt-naked
Bah bah b bah b bah bah b bah I wanna be butt-naked
Bah bah b bah b bah bah b bah I wanna be butt-naked
Bah bah b bah b bah bah b bah I wanna be butt-naked
*falls off stage and passes out