
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Record label: Mercury
Song language: English
Fred Partington's Daughter |
I was sitting in this five-star place, going nowhere fast |
When she caught my attention through the bottom of my glass |
She was a waitress in a hotel above this smoky bar |
She got up at dawn for breakfast and worked on till it got dark |
And at six o’clock when her shift was up she’d drink the night away |
Well, wouldn’t you if you served gentlemen all day? |
Well, she told me where she came from was a petty kind of town |
How her parents became born-agains after her brother got knocked down |
And how she found the magazines in the boot of Daddy’s car |
And he told her he was weak sometimes, just like all gentlemen are |
And in the summer she’d work in his shop and then cry the night away |
Well, wouldn’t you if you served gentlemen all day? |
So she left her home and family one cloudy afternoon |
And she came here with her girlfriend who had found them both a room |
And every day they’d wake up early and go looking for a wage |
In high-heels and make-up they would lie about their age |
And her first job as a barmaid, she’d just dream her shift away |
Well, wouldn’t you if you served gentlemen all day? |
Then one day by the dole office a car window rolled down |
And a gentleman asked for directions to her old home town |
And it transpired he knew her family and he owned a string of bars |
So he offered her a job if she would kiss him in his car |
And so it was that she accepted an advance of one week’s pay |
Well, wouldn’t you if you served gentlemen all day? |
And as she told me all these tales she picked a scab around her wrist |
That she confessed was self-inflicted with a whiskey glass like this |
And though she gave her name and number to me, I did not give mine |
She said maybe I should call her for some fun some time |
And the funniest thing was that that name stuck in my head |
And eight months later it was in a headline that I read |
They had pulled her out the river in that same black dress |
And she lay there quite the lady for the gentlemen of the press |
And that picture in the paper looked so small and far away |
Well, wouldn’t you if you served gentlemen all day? |
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