Sunday Stripper
Cock Sparrer Lyrics

She came from, well, in Garden City
She originally lived in Garden City before moving to his town

'fore she moved into my town
Before moving to his town, she was living in Garden City

She was stone cold broke but her legs were pretty
Despite being financially struggling, she had attractive legs

And her hair looked mean as she let her hair down
Her untamed hair somehow gave her a fierce or intimidating look

She followed in her mother's footsteps
She pursued the same career as her mother

To make a little cash on the side
To earn additional income

Invested in a well-made cat suit
She spent money to buy a high-quality cat suit

Showed all the boys she had nothing to hide
By dressing up in provocative clothing, she made it clear that she was not shy or secretive about her body

She's just a Sunday stripper
She works as a stripper on Sundays

At the bar on the corner
She performs at a local bar

She's a g-string tripper
She wears a g-string during her performances

But I'm in love with her
The artist is romantically interested in her

I get dressed every Sunday morning
Every Sunday, the singer dresses up nicely

Get my hair back nice and clean
The singer takes extra care to make sure his hair looks good

I take a slow walk down to the bar she works
The singer walks slowly to the bar where she performs

And I try to find me a front row seat
The artist attempts to secure the best seat possible in the front row

I sit there quietly drinking
While he waits for her performance, the artist sits calmly and drinks

I never have to wait too long
Her performance comes on fairly quickly

Before she's up there in spotlight satin
Soon enough, she is performing in the spotlight, wearing satin clothing

And the beer gets too low
As he watches the performance, the artist's drink becomes empty

I picture her putting on her make-up
The artist imagines her applying her make-up back stage

Deciding what to wear
He imagines her choosing what clothes to wear for her performance

I can see her hand pulling up her stockings
He imagines her putting on her stockings

Painted nails riding through her hair
Her painted nails contrast with her hair color

And as I sit believing
As he watches the performance, he feels as though she is performing just for him

She goes in just for me
He imagines that she is performing only for him

The others watch but I don't care
Even though other people are also watching her perform, the singer is only focused on her

She's mine for all the world to see
Even though other people are watching, the artist feels as though she belongs to him in that moment