Saturday nights around here are all the same
The same stale beer and the same old drinking games
But that's not my crowd, that's not my scene
My friend said "Honey, I know what you mean"
She said, "Heads are gonna turn
Folks will make a fuss
Tonight the party's gonna follow us
Put on your little red dress
And I'll wear my stripper boots"
Don't hand me that plastic cup of booze
Bring out a bunch of grapes and champagne served in shoes
There's not much life in this living room
So let's make all the wallflowers bloom
Heads are gonna turn,
Folks will make a fuss,
Tonight the party's gonna follow us
Put on your little red dress
And I'll wear my stripper boots
Slick black vinyl up to my knees
Nature never made any leather like these
Skirt so short we'll cause a scandal
Let's see what this town can handle
So come on by, be sure to bring your friends
It starts at ten and who knows when it ends
And if you wanna dance, it's fine by me
Long as you get up on the table so we all can see
Heads are gonna turn
Folks will make a fuss
Tonight the party's gonna follow us
Put on your little red dress
And I'll wear my stripper boots
Let down your hair
Take off those business suits
Put on your little red dress
And I'll wear my stripper boots