There's a man in a booth with a quarter in there And a girl out on the runway with peroxide in her hair Move 'em in quick, they pay out And then they just sit there and stare Now drink that drink and smoke that smoke Old mister johnson turns blue and starts to choke Somebody slap him on the back Now the curtains go up And both lights go on And betsy's out there in her birthday suit Spinnin' her baton R: And they don't know what we know Nobody knows what we know (and) no matter what they try to do They can't stop the show Now, girls, I'm proud of every one of you Cass, spit out your gum, it don't look good when you chew And I've told you time and time before You're a showgirl, not a whore Jack, pick up the phone, is it those jerks again? You'd think they'd know by now that these girls just dance and grin Just good clean entertainment We don't handle no tricky-business in here The curtains go up And both lights go on And betsy's in her birthday suit Spinnin' her baton But I think she did it better last year Before her boyfriend broke her arm R: And they don't know what we know Nobody knows what we know And no matter what they try to do They can't stop the show repeat four more times