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!