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Well the men come 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

(chorus)
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 men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don`t look at their faces
And you don`t ask their names

(chorus twice)

Deutschmarks or dollars
American express will do nicely - thank you
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me do you want to see the shimmy again
(chorus)

Santana