| I’m a titty dancer, and I’ll pretend I like the way |
| You look at me when I show off my ass. |
| Ask me to bend over, tell me how you like to play, |
| Invite me to sit in your lap. |
| Pass me some money, I’ll tell you that you’re funny, |
| Hoping that I will get some more. |
| Trying to entice you, willing to delight you, |
| Convincing myself I’m not a whore. |
| I don’t want to be here with you! |
| I’m a titty dancer, and I’ll pretend I like this place |
| If you will buy me a drink. |
| Stalking like a panther, I can never ever face these |
| Mirrors bathed in hot pink. |
| Tell me how you think I’m fine, tell me how you |
| Read my mind, tell me what it is I like about you. |
| Tell me to talk dirty, tell me how you’d hurt me, |
| Tell me all the things you’d like to do. |
| But I don’t want to be here with you! |
| Psycho, why are you psycho, |
| Why do you come to this place? |
| Psycho, why do you give me money |
| To be naked anyway? |
| Psycho, what made you psycho, |
| Could it just be loneliness? |
| Psycho, where did your mommy go That you could treat me like this? |
| Psycho, I must be psycho, |
| Caught up, caught up in the scene. |
| Psycho, where did my Daddy go Without instilling self esteem? |
| What you ask for is what I want for you. |
| What you ask for is what I give. |
| What you ask for is what I want for you. |
| What you ask for is why I live. |