Music throbs
the crowd gyrates
fills the floor
dance and shout
Manager enters the club
looks about and smiles
good night tonight
lets have a drink
The curtain’s up
the stripper young and coy
no doubt a virgin
she’s so sweet
Innocent young girls
dressed in white
discard their gear
to disinterested stares
Yes Folks!
come to the Inn
there’s value for all
come on in
A fan wheels about
stuck to the roof
it cuts the smoke
and cuts again
Down at the Inn
on the other side of town
the patrons are visiting
from day to day
Dark black walls
dim red lights
reflect off the heavy air
that hangs about
An honest joint this is
value for all
plenty of chaste women
to take you home
The barman so honest
he never stole a dime
the waiter’s just the same
working all the time
A range of males observe
chuckle and drink
all out for a clean night
in a nice decent joint
Brass bar rails lie low
pushed to the floor
by a million nameless soles
on as many blameless nights
The beast at the door
a female she says
others are not so sure
takes the cash
Yes Folks!
come to the Inn
there’s value for all
come on in