Private

Private

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.
You don't think of them as human.
You don't think of them at all.
You keep you 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.

"Private Dancer"
- Tina Turner