Just 'cause she dances go-go
Don't make her a hoe, no no
Maxine, put your red shoes on
We goin' to the disco
We gonna elope, on down in Mexico
Called up my momma, said, "I'm in love with a stripper, yo"

Ten grand
Lemme see you shake it like you got no bones in your body
And you were made to be a celebrity
Twenty grand
Know it's a sin, revealin' skin
But I gotta do that shit just to fulfill the fantasy
Thirty grand
To the highest bidder
But Chris Rock said, "there is no sex in the champagne room"
Forty grand
See the type of tears comin' down
Type of tears that I saw, the type that money doesn't buy

Just 'cause she dances go-go
Don't make her a hoe, no no
Maxine, put your red shows on
We goin' to the disco
We gonna elope, on down in Mexico
Called up my momma, said, "I'm in love with a stripper, yo"