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There she is parading on the quayside |
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You can find her every night |
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Ah, waiting for a stevedore from Tyne side |
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Why it's Rene, the docker's delight |
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Well, if you just got off an oil tanker |
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And you've got the readies in the bin |
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Just make your way down to The Crown and Anchor |
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Ask for Rene and you'll be well in |
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She's Rene, the docker's delight and a ship's in every night |
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Romping with a stoker from the coast of Kuala Lumpur |
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Love is like an 'ole in the wall |
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A line-up in the warehouse no trouble at all |
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If you can spare the money, you'll have a ball |
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She'll have your oars out |
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Well, there's a kid of every shape and color |
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Safely hid in coal-sheds double-locked |
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Where it's been said that Rene is the mother |
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I wonder well, there you go |
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She's Rene, the docker's delight and a ship's in every night |
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Groping witha stoker from the coast of Kuala Lumpur |
