Low Cut Connie - (No More) Wet T-Shirt Contests [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Alright
Danny what do you wanna hear?
Send in the clown
For my boy Danny what's it here?
Send in the clown
You want the Manilow version?
I'm tired of chewing on your toenail
I'm tired of listening to your band
I'm tired of pulling on your pigtail
Just wanna play poker like a man
One day I'll have a house in Florida
With a little dog in the yard
I play piano in a beauty parlor
Put my costumes on my card, yeah!

No more wet t-shirt contests
No more singing in a bar
Gonna put on my little black dress
Go out dancing like a star, yeah!

It's too late to call my brother Billy
He cut me off in ‘94
He joined a little church outside the city
He don't recognize me anymore
I wear my undies on the outside
Like a fallen woman in a pew
But I wear my undies with pride
What else am I supposed to do? Yeah

No more wet t-shirt contests
No more singing in a bar
Gonna put on my little black dress (people, yeah)
Go out dancing like a star

I feel like my Christian phase is coming
My fans are getting pretty bored
But meanwhile I just keep on humming
Here in the bosom of the Lord, yeah!

No more wet t-shirt contests
No more singing in a bar
Gonna put on my little black dress
Go out dancing, dancing like a star