All the [bad word] in these places 
And the men are all the same 
You don't look at their faces 
And you don't ask their names 
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 

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 [bad word] 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 

Deutch marks or dollars 
American Express will do nicely, thank you 
Let me loosen up your collar 
Tell me, do you want to see me do the shimmy again?

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