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!