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
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 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!