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Les Misérables( Les Miserables )
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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 bite Waiting for the customers Who only come at night Lovely ladies Ready for the call 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 to 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 you want to take all year!
Quick and cheap is underneath the pier!
What pretty hair! What pretty locks you got there What luck you 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! Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
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 there three minutes She was back up on her feet
Lovely lady! What yer 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 that 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 him have the lot
That's right dearie, show him what you've got!
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 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!
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