| She’s a lady of pleasure, she’s a lady of joy
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| And she has no illusions of grandeur
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| You can get what you want when your money’s up front
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| She’s a sailor-lad's port in a storm
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| A sailor-lad's port in a storm
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| To some she’s a sweetheart, to some she’s a whore
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| And to others she’s there to come home to
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| Well, she knows the score cause she’s done it all before
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| Just knock and she’ll open the door
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| Knock and she’ll open the door
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| «Oh, where are you going, my fine feathered friend?
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| Have you someone to sleep with tonight?
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| If you’re willing to pay, you’ll have somewhere to stay
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| I’ve a nice place a short haul away
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| It’s only a short haul away»
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| There’s some makes it easy, there’s some makes it hard
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| And there’s some try to keep it a secret
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| But she’s there on the tide, she’s just out for a ride
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| And you know she’s got nothing to hide
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| Nothing at all to hide
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| Cause she’s a lady of pleasure, she’s a lady of joy
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| And she has no illusions of grandeur
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| You can get what you want when your money’s up front
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| She’s a sailor-lad's port in a storm
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| A sailor-lad's port in a storm |