Crib Girl

I'm a Crib Girl I've fallen frail! Here on Hell's Half Acre I'm a Crib Girl I've fallen frail Here on Hell's Half Acre I'm a Crib Girl I've fallen frail Here on Hell's Half Acre I'm a lady of half world Le Nymph Du Pave I'm a 50 cent misery A soiled dove I was a cottage girl I was a daughter of joy Lady Demi Monte Me and Calamity Jane We could stay in the game All night long I'm a Crib Girl I've fallen frail Here on Hell's Half Acre I'm a Crib Girl I've fallen frail Here on Hell's Half Acre I was drinking with Big Nose Katie, and Sadie the Sow You know between us We could put that whole damn bottle down It was a rough night There was a hell of a fight Over the Spanish Rose She was a real wild child She broke it up and smiled And ended up entertaining them both (I don't care) (Hey, hey, hey, hey) (I don't care) Well Poker Faced Alice didn't mess around Everybody knew she ran the best bang house in town But when they found poor Jenny stone-cold in bed Poker Faced Alice, well, she saw red And she stalked the bastard who did it and she shot him down I'm a Crib Girl I've fallen frail Here on Hell's Half Acre I'm a Crib Girl I've fallen frail Here on Hell's Half Acre