Pasties And A G-String (At The Two O'Clock Club) Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[F]Smelling lik[Gm]e a b[F]rewery,
looking like a tramp,
I ain't got a quarter,
got a postage [Am]stamp
Been five o'clock shadow boxing
all around the town,
Talking [F]with the old man,
sleeping on the ground
[Am]Bazanti bootin al zootin al
hoot and [F]Al [C]Cohn
[F]Sharing this apartment [Am]with
a [F]tele[Am]phone [F]pole
And a fish- net stocking,
spike- heel shoes,
Strip [Am]tease, prick tease, car [B]keys blues
And the porno [Am]floor [F]show,
live nude girls,
[C]Dreamy and creamy and brunette curls
[Am]Chesty [C]Morgan and Watermel[F]on Rose
[C]Raise my rent and [F]take off all your clothes
With trench coats, magazines,
a bottle full of rum,
She's so good,
make a dead man [E]come
Pasties [Am]and a [F]G- string,
beer [C]and [Em]a shot
Portland [F]through a shot glass
and a [Am]Buffalo squeeze
Wrinkles and [F]Cherry [Am]and Twinkie and Pink[F]ie
and [B]Fifi live [Bb]from [F]Gay Paree
Fanfares, rim [Am]shots, back stage, who cares,
[F]all [Am]this hot [F]burlesque for [Am]me[F][Am][F]
[Am]
(Scat)
[F]Cleavage, cleavage,

[Verse 2]
thigh[Am]s and hip[F]s
From the nape of her neck
[Am]to the lipstick li[Em]ps
[Am]Chopped and channeled
and lowered and lewd
And the cheater slicks and
[E]baby [Am]moons
She's [F]a- hot and [Am]ready,
creamy and [E]sugared
And [Am]the band [F]is awful and so [Am]are
the [C]tunes[Am][F][Am]
(Scat)

[Verse 3]
Crawling on [Am]her belly,
and shaking like jelly,
And I'm getting harder than
Chinese algebrassieres
And cheers from the
(hmm) compendium here
"Hey sweetheart" [C]they're
[Am]yelling for [C]more
You're [Am]squashing [C]out your
cigar[Am]ette butts on the floor
And I like Shelly, and you [E]like [F]Jane
[E]And what was the [F]girl [Am]with
the [C]snakeskin's name?
An[Am]d it's an early- [C]bird matin[Em]ee,
come [E]back any day,
[F]Get you a little something that
you can't get [Am]at home
Get you a [Eb]little [F]something [C]that
you [Am]can't get [C]at [Am]home
[E]It's pasties and a G- string,
beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass
and a Buffalo squeeze
Popcorn, front row, higher than a kite,
and I'll be back tomorrow night,
And I'll be back tomorrow night

[Outro 1]
(Scat)