She had danced divinely,
Three times around the floor
Then by special arrangement
Pirouetted through the door,
Donned her clothing quickly
And out into the street
Ignoring all the invites
To stay around and meet
Those scions of society.
She'd really thought it best.
She'd really loved the dancing
But not some other requests;
She didn't want to be a mistress
She had her other, private life
In the better end of Wigan -
Respected dentist's wife.
She snuggled down contentedly
On the northbound midnight train
Saw her reflection on the window
Crying tears of driving rain;
But for her
No regret;
Maybe, maybe later
But not just yet.
She was the Naked Dancing Diva.
Had stepped before crowned heads,
But she drew the line at
Performing in their beds.
Life in Wigan beckoned.
She realised with a thrill
Soon she would be holding
Her husband's little drill.
Its there we draw the curtain
I think you'll agree my friends
No better time than when on top
To bring a career to end.
