The Strip

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Jim Price - Rock

The Strip

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What will the crisis be when the strippers bare? Will the passersby ignore, or will they stop and stare? Sometimes I can see when my eyes are closed But I can see so clearly, all the ways I chose There lie paths so smooth, the road to Hell gets rough And I'll be coming home when I know I've had enough, ooh They're waiting for your entrance, come onto the stage The music will be with you as you leavе your cage Strip off your skin of sorrow, shed your fear Losе that vague suspicion, let rainbows reappear I've made the presentation, let the strip commence Step forth into the wilderness, I think you're gonna find it's not so dense

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