The Docks (Lovely Ladies)

Bonsoir How much for this? It's my daughter's I'll give you 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 harbor over there Lovely lady, I'll love you 'til 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 look 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 Any time, 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 20 francs for a tooth Come're 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 alright It's worth a go You'll pay me first what I am due You'll get twice if I take two Give me 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 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, show him what you've got! That's right dearie, let him have the lot Old men, young men, take 'em as they come Harbor 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 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!