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PRIVATE DANCER A song by Tina Turner All the men come in these places And the men are all the same You don't look at their faces And you don't ask their names You don't think of them as human You don't think of them at all You keep your mind on the money Keeping your eyes on the wall I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money I'll do what you want me to do I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money And any old music will do I wanna make a million dollars I wanna live out by the sea Have a husband and some children Yeah, I guess I want a family All the men come in these places And the men are all the same You don't look at their faces And you don't ask their names I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money I'll do what you want me to do I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money And any old music will do I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money I'll do what you want me to do Just a private dancer, a dancer for money And any old music will do Deutsch marks or dollars American Express will do nicely, thank you Let me loosen up your collar Tell me, do you wanna see me do the shimmy again? I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money I'll do what you want me to do Just a private dancer, a dancer for money And any old music will do All the men come in these places And the men are all the same You don't look at their faces And you don't ask their names You don't think of them as human No, you don't think of them at all You keep your mind on the money Keeping your eyes on the wall I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money I'll do what you want me to do I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money And any old music will do (repeat and fade...) |
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PRIVATE DANCER (Military two-step) I'm a bored and lonely guardsman In a dull old sentry box Here outside the royal palace Where I'm stood up like a rock And the minutes really drag on And you may not move or talk And the folk outside the palace Come to look and shout and gawk They call me Private Dancer and say I'm a fool, 'cause I played out my own kooky joke Instead of a slow march I did pirouettes To entertain all of you folk They all say I'm in deep doodah Yeah, and danced well out of line My superiors are furious And I could incur a fine Or they may dole out a sentence In a military jail 'Cause I'm trendin' now on YouTube And I'm in the Daily Mail I'm known as Private Dancer oh, man, it's not funny And now I am stuck with the name Private Dancer, he danced when on duty And that's my one mad claim to fame (Chorus) Hey, Private Dancer, one mad, mental moment May mean your career has to end, Private Dancer, what unholy torment Oh, you never meant to offend. No euro or dollar Could allay the sorrow that makes my emotions so raw And, oh, I feel really hollow Lemme tell you, I'll not shimmy on duty no more (Chorus) Hey, Private Dancer, one mad mental moment May mean your career has to end Private Dancer, what unholy torment Oh, you never meant to offend. All my life I'm true and loyal (Damned unusual these days!) Loyal to you kooky Royals And if we sever our ways Hell, I'll duly keep on prancing Who knows, in another year? I may do 'Strictly Come Dancing' And have me a new career. As a champion dancer, a dancer for money, Don't mind any music you use, A champion dancer, a dancer for money's What I am intended to do. Ha! (repeat and end) |
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