Intro: (same as verse) A C Em A x3A C Em G (D)A C Em A I see you thereA C Em A Behind the glassA A C Em I drop a quarter in the slot and then I watch as youG D shake that assA C Em A I watch you grindA C Em A I watch you danceA A C Em I show you mine you show me yours and when were doneG D I button up my pantsE D And my friends all laugh, my friends all scoffE D When I say I love a girl who loves to take it offE D But I tell them that they're crazy, cuz I've been around the worldE (strum let ring) And there's nothing wrong, nothingA C Em A With my peepshow girlA C Em A No there ain't nothing wrong,A C Em G D No no noA C Em AA C Em G D Chorus:E DE DE DA C Em AA C Em G D 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 theighs 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
In Defense Of A Peepshow Girl
Stephen Lynch
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