Lovely Ladies

I smell women, smell 'em in the air

Think I'll drop my anchor in that harbor over there

Lovely ladies, smell 'em through the smoke

Seven days at sea can make you hungry for a poke

Even stokers need a little stoke

Lovely ladies waiting for a fight

Waiting for the customers who only come at night

Lovely ladies ready for the fall

Standing up, or lying down, or any way at all

Bargain prices up against the wall

Come here, my dear

Let's see this trinket you wear

This bagatelle

Madame, I'll sell it to you

I'll give you four

That wouldn't pay for the chain

I'll give you five

You're far too eager to sell

It's up to you

It's all I have

That's not my fault

Please make it ten

No more than five

My dear, we all must stay alive

Lovely ladies waiting in the dark

Ready for a thick one or a quick one in the park

Long time, short time, any time my dear

Cost a little extra if ya wanna take all year

Quick and cheap is underneath the pier

What pretty hair

What pretty locks you got there

What luck you've 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 lady, fastest on the street

Wasn't in a minute she was back up on her feet

Lovely ladies, what ya waiting for

Doesn't take a lot of savvy just to be a whore

Come on lady, what's a lady for?

Give me the dirt, who's the 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 have 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 your sisters, make money in your sleep

That's right, dearie, let 'em have the lot

That's right, dearie

Show 'em what you've got

Old men, young men, take 'em as they come

Harbor rats, and alley cats, and every type 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 hand!

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 a bed

Just as well they never see the hate that's in your head

Don't they know they're making love to one already dead!