Private Dancer

You don′t think of them as human

You don't think of them at all

You keep your mind on the money

Keeping your eyes on the wall

 

Die Sängerin steht auf und greift sich das Mikro. Das Spotlight geht auch wieder an.

 

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money

I′ll do what you want me to do

I′m your private dancer, a dancer for money

And any old music will do

 

I want to make a million dollars

I want to live out by the sea

Have a husband and some children

Yeah, I guess I want a family

 

All the men come in these places

And the men are all the same

You don't look at their faces

And you don′t ask their names

 

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money

I′ll do what you want me to do

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money

And any old music will do

I′m your private dancer, a dancer for money

I'll do what you want me to do

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money

And any old music will do...

Done