Lovely Ladies (Live)

I smell women, smell 'em in the air

Think I'll drop me 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 bite

Waiting for the customers who only come at night

Lovely ladies, ready for the call

Standing up or laying down, or any way at all

Bargain prices up against the wall

What pretty hair

What pretty locks you've 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

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 'em 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?