In Defense of a Peepshow Girl

I see you there behind the glass

I drop a quarter in the slot

and then I watch as you shake that ass

I watch you grind

I watch you dance

I show you mine

you show me yours

and when we're done I button up my pants

And my friends all laugh

my friends all scoff

When I say I love a girl who loves to take it off

But I tell them that they're crazy

'cause I've been around the world

And there's nothing wrong

oh nothing with my peepshow girl

no

No

there's nothing wrong

no-no-no

I love your mind

I love your soul

I love it when you grease your body and you slide it up and down that pole — Yeah!

I love your hair

I love your eyes

And I know that you feel the same way 'cause I can see the love dripping down your thighs

And my mama would laugh

my mama would scoff

If she knew I loved a girl who loved to take it off

And she'd probably disown me if she met my little pearl

But there's nothing wrong

oh mama with my peepshow girl

no

No

there's nothing wrong

nothing wrong!

So now I'm broke

you bled me dry

And it's amazing how much money that a guy will spend to taste a little pie

But I'm okay

I'm a little sore

I can't believe that I found love in a place where my feet stick to the floor

And I went to confession and the preacher said

“no

it's a sin to love a girl who isn't pure as driven snow”

I said

“preacher

I don't care man

I found heaven in this world

and there's nothing wrong

oh preacher

with my peepshow girl

no”

I said

“there's nothing wrong

nothing wrong with my peepshow girl”