Sweaty Dollar Bills

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Stephen Lynch - Pop

Sweaty Dollar Bills

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Lyrics

It's time to hang up my G-String It's time to throw those chaps away My skin is sagging, my tan is fading My balls are old and grey Exotic dancing was my calling Bionic hips, thunder dick But father time he bought a private dance And it was over quick Good bye bachelorette shows Good bye soccer moms dirty thrills Good bye monthly gay nights And good bye crank and pills Bought with sweaty dollar bills The younger dancers started teasing They called me gramps and leather sack I hit the stage with righteous fury and threw out my back Good bye suggestive thrusting Good bye thong song giving me chills Good bye classy bow tie And matching vest with frills Bought with sweaty dollar bills Now I must lose my pretensions Bronzer and blond hair extensions I'll miss the people and places Grinding my junk in their faces And every Sunday night, hanging out with the guys And watching Magic Mike So I toss my leather armband and feather earring to the floor A single tear streaks my cheek as I walk out the door Hello reinvention Hello learning new skills Hello younger dancers I'll sell you crank and pills for your sweaty dollar bills

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Credits

Writers
  • Stephen Lynch