Stripper Music Monday: Closing Songs

by HollyOHare on September 19, 2011 · 11 comments

in Naked Music Monday

It’s the end of the night. The last girl slinks off the stage as hardcore hustlers make their last rounds and those too tired or jaded to try line up to check out. Horror stories are exchanged between those of us doing the sore-foot shuffle and those tapping out quick texts to friends, rides, after-hours party buddies, and sleepy significant others.

At my club, we wait to check out in a service stairwell near the floor host station. Only after all the customers have gone, including anyone left in the champagne rooms, is the DJ’s duty done. When he plays that last song, our collective Pavlovian response goes into overdrive—finally, we can file back out onto the empty floor and sit down. In our jeans, even! Sometimes, that last song doesn’t come on until well after 3 a.m., and sometimes I’m the one stuck in a champagne room after hours, praying for mercy (and a decent tip), but no matter how tired I am, I can’t help singing along when I hear my club’s ridiculous closing song:

“That was wonderful!

— Bravo!

— I loved it!

— That was great.”

— Well it was pretty good,” the cantankerous muppets say endlessly as I ask my DJ if he ever plays any other closing songs. Not that I don’t love this one, I clarify.

“We always played Frank Sinatra’s ‘New York, New York’ at my first club,” he says, “I don’t know who started it, but it was New York, so…”

“Well it wasn’t bad.

— Well there were parts of it that weren’t very good at all.

— It could have been a lot better.

— I didn’t really like it.

— It was pretty terrible!” the old muppets banter on.

“You’ll want to write this one down, though—at another club I worked at, we used to always play ‘Get the Fuck Out’ by 2 Live Crew. Look that one up!”

“It was bad!

— It was awful!

— Unbearable!

— Get it away!

— Hey, boooooo!


Every DJ has their own closing song. Like that dubstep remix he plays that you can’t seem to find on the internet, or the Prodigy songs he only plays for that one girl who does the crazy suicide fall, a closing song is like a signature. Plus, it tells that dude falling asleep at the empty stage that it’s time to go before a bouncer has to.

The obvious choice for anyone born of my generation, I’ve heard this old standard dragged out at last call too many times to count. Not just for strip clubs, this one gets overused at all kinds of bars.

Red Peters knows how to give the heave-ho in proper lounge style: “Hey, you, Fuckface, get outta here. What are you, fuckin’ deaf?”

For that matter, shouldn’t the night start with the opening theme? I know my first dances would be that much more epic…

Fergie scares the crap out of me, too, but, “If you ain’t got no money, take your broke ass home!”


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{ 10 comments… read them below or add one }

story September 19, 2011 at 7:50 pm

hah! we totally play “Get the Fuck Out” for closing at my club.


Leigh September 19, 2011 at 10:14 pm

I’m on an iPad so I cannot see any of the videos other than the first two, and you didn’t include the titles and artists in your descriptions either.


db September 21, 2011 at 5:35 am

One of my favorites, albeit slightly creepy, that gets played at the very end of the night:


Rena November 15, 2011 at 12:17 am

That is pretty damn creepy.. haha.


Holly September 21, 2011 at 5:34 pm

Ah! That Manson Family one is totally creepy.

And I’m sorry you can’t see the other videos, Leigh. I just checked from my iPad — I wonder why it does that…


Leigh September 21, 2011 at 6:54 pm

Could you post them in the comments so I can check ’em out? At my club the closing song was “Puttin’ On the Ritz” which I always hated…lol.


Holly September 21, 2011 at 7:01 pm

#3 Closing Time – Semisonic
#4 The Closing Song – Red Peters
#5 The ending theme from Star Wars IV
#6 Glamorous – Fergie ft. Ludacris


db September 22, 2011 at 5:26 am

Holly: the customers rarely have any idea who it is singing that song, which is part of what makes it so creepy. It’s a nice inside joke that is somehow even more satisfying in its unrecognized roots.


CaseyDancer September 26, 2011 at 7:53 pm

John T at Sugars (Austin) always played Whiter Shade of Pale as the last song. I don’t know why he chose it, but I always thought it a nice way to wind down at the end of the night.


SV September 27, 2011 at 9:25 pm

I did a short stint at a club that played Closing Time.

Until recently, my regular club played New York, New York. I liked how triumphant and joyous it felt, especially at the end of a good Saturday night. The lights would be coming on so we’d scurry to the elevator like rats, flashing our bits and doing drunken high-kicks in front of the last customers. Haha. Now it’s an Elvis ballad – forgotten what. Not so much fun but at least it’s a very clear-cut wind-down song so straggling custies will get the message.


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