A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When The Stripper Is Crying chords by Bloodhound Gang

Chords with lyrics

🤘 Verse 1:
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I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert that night I strolled on into

Uncle Limpy's Hump Palace lookin' for love.
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It had been a While. In fact, three hundred and sixty-five had come and went since that

midnight run haulin' hog to Shakey Town on I-10.
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I had picked up this Hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons through a pair of
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Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those Fruit Of The Loom tank-tops.
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Well, that night I lost myself To ruby red lips, milky white skin and baby blue eyes.

Name was Russell.

🤘 Chorus:
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Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
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Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
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Well I find it's quite a thrill
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When she grinds me against her will
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Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'


🤘 Verse 2:
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Well, faster than you can say, "shallow grave", this pretty little thing come up to me and starts

kneadin' my balls like hard-boiled eggs in a tube sock.
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 Said her name was Bambi and I said, "Well that's a coincidence darlin',
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 'cause I was just thinkin' about skinnin' you like a deer." Well she smiled,
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 Had about as much teeth as a Jack-O-Lantern, and I went on to tell her how I would
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 wear her face like a mask as I do my little kooky dance.
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 And Then she told me to shush. I guess she could sense my desperation.
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 'Course, it's hard to hide a hard-on when you're dressed like Minnie Pearl.

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🤘 Verse 3:
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So, Bambi's goin' on about how she can make all my fantasies come true. So I says,
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"Even this one I have where Jesus Christ is jackhammering Mickey Mouse in the doo-doo hole with a
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lawn dart as Garth Brooks gives birth to something resembling a cheddar cheese log with almonds on

Santa Claus's tummy-tum?
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"Well, ten beers, twenty minutes and thirty dollars later I'm
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parkin' the beef bus in tuna town if you know what I mean.
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Got to nail her back at her trailer. Heh. That rhymes. I have to admit
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it was even more of a turn-on when I found out she was doin' me to buy baby Formula.


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🤘 Verse 4:
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Day or so had passed when I popped the clutch, gave the tranny a spin and slid on into The

Stinky Pinky Gulp N' Guzzle Big Rig Snooze-A-Stop.
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There I was browsin' through the latest issue of "Throb", when I saw
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Bambi starin' at me from the back of a milk carton. Well, my heart just dropped.
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So, I decided to do what any good Christian would.
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You can not imagine how difficult it is to hold a half gallon of moo juice and polish the
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One-eyed gopher when your doin' seventy-five in an eighteen-wheeler.
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I never thought missing children could be so sexy. Did I say that out loud?


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🤘 Outro:
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