Watching Marita

 

It's rush hour Friday and again I have stopped in to Billy's all girl review

I've been sitting here waiting, anticipating, Marita for an hour or two

Now the lights on the stage are low, saxophones playing slow

As I make my way to the front

A man on a microphone says, "Put your hands together

For the lovely Marita La Grunt!"

 

And I'm watching Marita

Watching Marita, Watching Marita dance

Only one in a lineup of twelve naked dancers

But the one I want to romance

How can I tell her 'round all these drunk fellers

That I love her so?

Now I'm contented to sip on this Remy

While Marita takes off her clothes

 

Now I'm tossing her dollars, everyone hollers

While Marita pulls off her boots

There's a guy standing next to me

Drinking whiskey from Tennessee

Saying, "Damn, that Marita is cute!"

 

And I'm watching Marita

Watching Marita, Watching Marita dance

Only one in a lineup of twelve naked dancers

But the one I want to romance

How can I tell her 'round all these drunk fellers

That I love her so?

Now I'm contented to sip on this Remy

While Marita takes off her clothes

How can I tell her 'round all these drunk fellers

That I love her so?

Now I'm contented to sip on this Remy

While Marita swings on that pole

 

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