In Defense of a Peepshow Girl - Stephen Lynch

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, cuz I’ve been around the world

And there’s nothing wrong, nothing

With my peepshow girl

No there ain’t 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

I know that you feel the same way cuz 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, 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