Tom Waits: Pasties and a G-String (At the Two O’Clock Club) – 1976

Tom Waits: Pasties and a G-String (At the Two O'Clock Club) - 1976
: Pasties and a G-String (At the Two O’Clock Club) –

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Enjoy Video’s interpretation of Tom Waits’ “Pasties and a G-String (At the Two O’Clock Club)” from his 1976 classic album Small Change.

Inspired by Waits’ Bukowski-infused lowlife lyrics, our editors have strung together authentic footage from actual vintage girlie films and real shows, evoking the whimsically seedy, drunken lifestyle a Bowery Bum.

This cut was made entirely from footage procured from Weirdo Video’s vintage vault.

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Pasties and a G-String (At the Two O’Clock Club)

Tom Waits: Pasties and a G-String (At the Two O'Clock Club) - 1976
Tom Waits: Pasties and a G-String (At the Two O’Clock Club) – 1976

Smelling like a brewery, looking like a tramp,
I ain’t got a quarter, got a postage stamp
Been five o’clock shadow all around the town,
Talking with the old man, sleeping on the ground

Bazanti bootin al zootin’ al hoot and Al Cohn
Sharing this apartment with a telephone pole

And a fish-net stocking, spike-heel shoes,
Strip tease, prick tease, car keys
And the porno floor show, live nude girls,
Dreamy and creamy and brunette curls

Chesty Morgan and Watermelon Rose
Raise my rent and take off all your clothes
With trench coats, magazines, a bottle full of rum,
She’s so good, make a dead man come

Pasties and a G-string, and a shot
through a shot glass and a Buffalo squeeze

Wrinkles and Cherry and Twinkie and Pinkie and Fifi live from Gay Paree
Fanfares, rim shots, back stage, who cares, all this hot burlesque for me

(scat)

Tom Waits: Pasties and a G-String (At the Two O'Clock Club) - 1976
Tom Waits: Pasties and a G-String (At the Two O’Clock Club) – 1976

Cleavage, cleavage, thighs and hips
From the nape of her neck to the lipstick lips
Chopped and channeled and lowered and lewd
And the cheater slicks and baby moons
She’s a-hot and ready, creamy and sugared
And the band is awful and so are the tunes

(scat)

Crawling on her belly, and shaking like jelly,
And I’m getting harder than Chinese algebrassieres
And cheers from the (hmm) compendium here
“Hey sweetheart” they’re yelling for more
You’re squashing out your cigarette butts on the floor

And I like Shelly, and you like Jane
And what was the girl with the snakeskin’s name?

And it’s an early-bird matinee, come back any day,
Get you a little something that you can’t get at home
Get you a little something that you can’t get at home

It’s pasties and a G-string, beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass and a Buffalo squeeze
Popcorn, front row, higher than a kite, and I’ll be back tomorrow night,
And I’ll be back tomorrow night

(scat)

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