Perfect Gentleman - Radio Edit

Drop a beat

Just cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a whore, no

Maxine, put your red shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo

Ten grand, let me see you shake it

Like you got no bones in your body

And you was made to be a celebrity

Twenty grand, know it's a sin but before me you show me

A little more skin it would fulfill my fantasy

Thirty grand, to the highest bidder but Chris Rock said

"There's no sex in the champaigne room"

Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling down

Type of tears that money couldn't buy

Just cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a whore, no

Maxine, put your red shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo

Just cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a whore, no

Maxine, put your red shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo (Excuse me, what is your name) (Uh, my name is Hope, yo)

I was blessed with the body of the goddesses

Have you any idea how hard this is?

I could flex in 25 positions

But I only work here to pay my tuition

Yo, tantalizing teaser

Table-top pleaser

Give me what I need a

Mastercard a Visa

Lap dance fantasy

Picture us on an all white canopy

Wyclef extended his hand to me

Like Billy D. said he's feelin me

Take me away from here, so far

Where they ride horses, no car

No more stripping in bar

It's me and you Clef, against the odds

Just cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a whore, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo

Just cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a whore, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo

Shot callers, wasn't you a preacher?

You calling her a hooker?

He without sin cast the first stone

I met her on the subway, she gave me that V.I.P. card

And told me if I ever have problems

Don't hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah

Just cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a whore, no

Maxine, put your red shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said "I'm in love with a stripper", yo

Just cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a whore, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on