Frank Bengier - Stripper Pole

She runs that gold right through her fingers
Sometimes right through her soul
She moves right down along your body

Like it was, like it was a stripper pole
Like it was, like it was a stripper pole

She takes sometimes without forgiving, a heart as black as coal
You know to her it's just a living

She looks right through you
Across the crowded room
Smell of danger
Just like perfume

And when she opens up her legs
It's just like the dawn
When she opens her dark heart
Yours is gone

She runs that gold right through her fingers
Sometimes right through her soul
She moves right down along your body

Like it was, like it was a stripper pole
Like it was, like it was a stripper pole

She'll make you promise
One that you can't keep
Then she'll take you home with her
And never let you sleep

So if you're wondering
If she's worth the cost
One twenty dollar lap dance
And your soul is lost

I run that gold right through my fingers
Sometimes, right through my soul
I move right down along your body
Like it was a stripper pole

Written by:
Frank Bengier

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