There's a burlesque day here
where the gang loves to go
the cutie of the burlesque show
And the thrill of the evening
is when out Queenie skips
Take it off, take it off,
cries her voice from the rear
Take it off, take it off,
soon it's all you can hear
So she stops, and always just in time
Take it off, take it off,
cries a voice from the rear
Take it off, take it off,
soon it's all you can give
Queenie, queen of them all
Queenie, someday you'll fall
Someday church bells will chime
She's as fresh and as wholesome
until you're up in the chips
So the band plays the polka
Take it off, take it off,
cries a voice from the ribs
Take it off, take it off,
soon it's all you can hear
