Well, It's Time
 

Well, It’s Time

The stage lights were brightly shining,
The ladies were in their seats;
The music was playing loudly,
Almost gave me the creeps.

You can bet I was getting nervous,
Other guys had already gone,
They’d done their striptease numbers,
To incredibly raunchy songs.

The gals would go bananas,
As each guy took off his shirt,
Then they cheer even louder,
When his dong began to “flirt.”

I’d never done this before,
As the gals began to shout,
My fingers were all a-tingling
And my stomach tossed about.

You can’t believe how hard it is,
So let me simply say,
It’s really tough to start a job,
As a strip club’s prime DJ.

:)

Hehehe ... didn't see that one coming! lol

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