Last year's laptop dancer

 Last year's laptop dancer

I'm only last year

I'm only one beer

away

Down the drain of forgotten rub offs

Through clothing no touching

I'm only last year's laptop dancer

What am I going to do

Now I'm getting older and my tits are beginning to fall

I've been doing too many splits 

Sliding down too many walls

Wrapping my legs around poles, and Lithuanian's alike

Oh I'm the las tlaptop dancer

Now give me an open mike

I'm going to turn to stand up comedy

I'll have them rolling in the stalls

No more spit roast rotisseries

No more sexy sliding down walls

I've had it with lap top dancing

I've had it with selling my soul

I'm going out to a real world

One without a digital control