Lyrics
Bonsoir.How much for this?
It's my daughter's
Four francs for that
Four? It's worth ten
I smell women,smell'em in the air
Think I'll drop me anchor in that harbour over there!
Lovely lady,I love you till I'm broke
Seven months at sea and now I'm hungry for a poke
Even stokers need a little stoke
Lovely ladies,waiting for a bite
Waiting for the customers who only come at night
Lovely ladies,ready for the call
Standing up or lying down or any way at all
Bargain prices up against the wall
What pretty hair
What pretty locks you've got there
What luck you got
It's worth a centime ,my dear
I'll take the lot
Don't touch me,leave me alone
Let's make a price
I'll give you all of ten francs
Just think of that
It pays a debt
Just think of that
What can I do,it pays a debt
Ten francs may save my poor Cosette
Lovely ladies, waiting in the dark
Ready for a thick one or a quick one in the park
Long time, short time, anytime my dear
Cost a little extra if you want to take all year
Quick and cheap is underneath the pier
Come over here it's twenty francs for a tooth
Come here my dear I'll pay you well for your youth
The pain won't last
You'll still be able to bite
Just the back ones
I do it fast
I know my business all right
It's worth a go
You'll pay me first,what I am due
You'll get twice if I take two
Gimme the dirt, who's that bit over there
A bit of skirt, she's the one sold her hair
She's got a kid, sends her all that she can
I might've known, there is always some man
Lovely lady, come along and join us
Lovely lady...
Come on, dearie, why all the fuss
You're no grander than the rest of us
Life has dropped you at the bottom of the heap
Join us sister
Make money in your sleep
That's right, dearie
Show him what you've got
That's right, dearie
Let him have the lot
Old men, young men, take'em as they come
Harbour rats and alley cats
And every kind of scum
Poor men, rich men, leaders of the land
See them with their trousers off
They're never quite as grand
All it takes is money in your hands
Lovely ladies, going for a song
Got a lot of callers
But they never stay for long
Come on, Captain
You can wear your shoes
Don't it make a change to have a girl who can't refuse?
Easy money lying on the bed
Just as well they never see
the hate that is in your head
Don't they know they're making love to one
already dead
It's my daughter's
Four francs for that
Four? It's worth ten
I smell women,smell'em in the air
Think I'll drop me anchor in that harbour over there!
Lovely lady,I love you till I'm broke
Seven months at sea and now I'm hungry for a poke
Even stokers need a little stoke
Lovely ladies,waiting for a bite
Waiting for the customers who only come at night
Lovely ladies,ready for the call
Standing up or lying down or any way at all
Bargain prices up against the wall
What pretty hair
What pretty locks you've got there
What luck you got
It's worth a centime ,my dear
I'll take the lot
Don't touch me,leave me alone
Let's make a price
I'll give you all of ten francs
Just think of that
It pays a debt
Just think of that
What can I do,it pays a debt
Ten francs may save my poor Cosette
Lovely ladies, waiting in the dark
Ready for a thick one or a quick one in the park
Long time, short time, anytime my dear
Cost a little extra if you want to take all year
Quick and cheap is underneath the pier
Come over here it's twenty francs for a tooth
Come here my dear I'll pay you well for your youth
The pain won't last
You'll still be able to bite
Just the back ones
I do it fast
I know my business all right
It's worth a go
You'll pay me first,what I am due
You'll get twice if I take two
Gimme the dirt, who's that bit over there
A bit of skirt, she's the one sold her hair
She's got a kid, sends her all that she can
I might've known, there is always some man
Lovely lady, come along and join us
Lovely lady...
Come on, dearie, why all the fuss
You're no grander than the rest of us
Life has dropped you at the bottom of the heap
Join us sister
Make money in your sleep
That's right, dearie
Show him what you've got
That's right, dearie
Let him have the lot
Old men, young men, take'em as they come
Harbour rats and alley cats
And every kind of scum
Poor men, rich men, leaders of the land
See them with their trousers off
They're never quite as grand
All it takes is money in your hands
Lovely ladies, going for a song
Got a lot of callers
But they never stay for long
Come on, Captain
You can wear your shoes
Don't it make a change to have a girl who can't refuse?
Easy money lying on the bed
Just as well they never see
the hate that is in your head
Don't they know they're making love to one
already dead