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She's a lady of pleasure, she's a lady of joy |
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And she has no illusions of grandeur |
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You can get what you want when your money's up front |
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She's a sailor-lad's port in a storm |
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A sailor-lad's port in a storm |
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To some she's a sweetheart, to some she's a whore |
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And to others she's there to come home to |
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Well, she knows the score 'cos she's done it all before |
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Just knock and she'll open the door |
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Knock and she'll open the door |
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"Oh, where are you going, my fine feathered friend? |
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Have you someone to sleep with tonight? |
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If you're willing to pay, you'll have somewhere to stay |
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I've a nice place a short haul away |
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It's only a short haul away" |
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There's some makes it easy, there's some makes it hard |
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And there's some try to keep it a secret |
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But she's there on the tide, she's just out for a ride |
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And you know she's got nothing to hide |
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Nothing at all to hide |
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'Cos she's a lady of pleasure, she's a lady of joy |
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And she has no illusions of grandeur |
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You can get what you want when your money's up front |
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She's a sailor-lad's port in a storm |
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A sailor-lad's port in a storm |