Aftershave

I knew I couldn’t wait
They told me it was great
If the bouncer let me in
That sleazy UV stripclub
Guys behind the curtain thinking that they’re smitten
I walked up to the pole to show them how it’s done
He was sitting on his own
Trying to look important
I didn’t know wether to laugh or get his autograph
He asked me for a lap dance
I quickly told him “no chance”
Then he leaned in towards me
To tell me something naughty
I was dancing to that song
It was called the ‘get your freak on’
I kinda like your aftershave
It reminds me of somebody
Get your back up off the wall
Don’t take your eye off the ball
I kinda like your aftershave
It reminds me of somebody
He said he’d invite me out
Show me round about
Take me to see the lions in San Diego zoo
I want to move away from here
I’m sick of being skint
Next week I’m on Hustler with my arm around Larry Flint
I was dancing to that song
It was called the ‘get your freak on’
I kinda like your aftershave
It reminds me of somebody
Get your back up off the wall
Don’t take your eye off the ball
I kinda like your aftershave
It reminds me of somebody
Reminds me of somebody
Reminds me of somebody
Reminds me of somebody
Reminds me of somebody
I was dancing to that song
It was called the ‘get your freak on’
I kinda like your aftershave
It reminds me of somebody
Get your back up off the wall
Don’t take your eye off the ball
I kinda like your aftershave
It reminds me of somebody
I was singing to that song
It was called the ‘Get Ur Freak On’
I kinda like your aftershave
It reminds me of somebody
Get your back up off the wall
Don’t take your eye off the ball
I kinda like your aftershave
It reminds me of somebody
Reminds me of somebody
Reminds me of somebody
Reminds me of somebody
Reminds me of somebody