Songs about sex workers

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi everybody,

Normally when i join a forum, i start a thread called, Songs About Sex Workers.
I think i know almost every tune out there. Maybe not. Help me learn more of them, please?
Anyway, if you search other escort forums, there's probably a thread by me on the topic of these songs.
You know me by now, i hope, i always use the same sign off with the kisses and hugs and the name, Babe.


So post your favorite tunes if you want.
Also, please, post the lyrics into the same post.

Let me start it off with...


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Maryyyy?
(Mary's worried mother calls down the lane, wondering where her young daughter is.)

Who would be a poor man, a beggarman, a thief,
if he had a rich man in his hand?
And who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth
if he could take it from the money man?

Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again.
She signs no contract but she always plays the game.
She dines in Hampstead village on expense account gruel,
and the jack-knife barber drops her off at school.

Laughing in the playground, (she) gets no kicks from little boys:
(She) would rather make it with a letching grey.
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung
who watches through the railings as they play.

Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard to get along.
She's a poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song.
She's the rich man stealer but her favour's good and strong:
she's the Robin Hood of Highgate- helps the poor man get along.

Solos

Laughing in the playground gets no kicks from little boys:
(She) would rather make it with a letching grey.
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung
who watches through the railings as they play.

Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again.
She signs no contract but she always plays the game.
She dines in Hampstead village on expense account gruel,
and the jack-knife barber drops her off at school.

Cross-eyed Mary.
Oh, Mary.
Oh, cross-eyed Mary.



Babe,
xoxo

[saifan]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3T1c7GkzRQQ

"Roxanne"

You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night

Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets of money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right

Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light

Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne

I loved you since I knew you
I wouldn't talk down to you
I have you to tell just how I feel
I won't share you with another boy

I know my mind is made up
So put away your make up
Told you once I won't tell you again
It's a bad way

Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light

Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

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"Day Tripper"

Got a good reason for taking the easy way out.
Got a good reason for taking the easy way out, now.
She was a day tripper, a one way ticket yeah.
It took me so long to find out, and I found out.

She's a big teaser, she took me half the way there.
She's a big teaser, she took me half the way there, now.
She was a day tripper, a one way ticket, yeah.
It took me so long to find out, and I found out.

Tried to please her, she only played one night stands.
Tried to please her, she only played one night stands, now.
She was a day tripper, a Sunday driver, yeah.
It took me so long to find out, and I found out.

Day tripper.
Day tripper, yeah.
Day tripper.
Day tripper, yeah.
Day tripper.



Babe
xoxo

[TempestTS]

Warrior Soul

Junky Stripper

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZvkEuVE4r5s

Yeah everybody needs one

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi all,

I grew up with this song. My mom loved Irish songs.

I basically corrected every second line of the lyrics, to make it match what the man is singing.





youtube.com/watch?v=uC-RTkXKQ10


The Tinker, Nancy Miles

Nancy was a tinker girl who roamed the country roads,
and I will tell you how she came to be a legend in her time.
And the reason that I've come to know, well the tinker told me so.
Who better, then, to pass to me - the tale of Nancy Miles.

Nancy's father, Tinker Dan, he was a poor but honest man.
Drove a horse-drawn caravan all through the Emerald Isle
When Nancy was no more a child, Dan he didn't have to toil.
Men would come from far and wide, to pay for Nancy Miles.

There's pretty girls in magazines, movie stars and beauty queens.
Nancy was the prettiest girl a man could ever see.
And the gleam of love in her eyes, when she'd look at you and smile,
made you feel that you were just the man she longed to see.

Before the age of twenty-one, a hundred men had come and gone.
None of them could win the gleam of love that was in her eyes.
Any man who loved her, then, never was the same, again.
His memory was haunted with thoughts of Nancy Miles.

In every town and village, too, the fame of Nancy grew and grew.
Soon, her name was spoken, at many a camp-fire site.
And in Ballinasloe, on Horse Fair Day, when tinker men would have their say,
many a fight was fought to win the court of Nancy Miles.

I hope that you don't get me wrong, Nancy was the sweetest one.
Heart so full of kindness and as charming as her smile.
She was known throughout the land, "the queen of all the tinker clan".
Was the dream of every man to marry Nancy Miles.

Before the age of thirty-one, a thousand men had come and gone.
None of them could win the gleam of love that was in her eyes.
Every man that loved her, then, never was the same, again.
His memory was haunted with thoughts of Nancy Miles.

Then, there came the saddest day, when Nancy's father passed away.
The loss it grieved her dearly and her heart was filled with pain.
Family, friends and courtin' men, never saw her smile, again.
A change had taken place within the heart of Nancy Miles.

Before the age of forty-one, Nancy she had come and gone.
They searched the country over, not a trace of her could find.
Nancy's memory will live on, as long as tinker men are born.
Proudly, they will sing this song, The Tinker, Nancy Miles.



Nice song, eh?

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

htyoutube.com/watch?v=Uu27WzzPCEI



Teen-Age Prostitute

She's only seventeen
She's really sort of cute
She's working in the street
She's a teen-age prostitute

She ran away from home
Her mom was destitute
Her daddy doesn't care
She's a teen-age prostitute

"I have got a pimp. He treats me like a dog..."
(All the stuff she's shooting Keeps her in a fog)
"I would really like to try and get away..."
(But if she gets caught he'll cause her some dismay)

Tiny little pants
Chain around my boot
Shakin' in the dark
She's/I'm a teen-age prostitute


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

I really love TempestTS's choice. I've never heard that one, before.
Thanks, Tempest! That's cool!!


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"Strange Kind Of Woman" (A song about a TS escort from LONG ago)

There once was a woman
A strange kind of woman
The kind that gets written down in history

Her name was Nancy
Her face was nothing fancy
She left a trail of happiness and misery

I loved her
Everybody loved her
She loved everyone and gave a good return

I tried to take her
I even tried to break her
She said, "I ain't for takin' won't you ever learn?"

I want you, I need you, I got to be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I got to be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman

She looked like a raver
But I could never please her
On Wednesday mornings boy, you can't go far

I couldn't get her
But things got better, she said
"Saturday nights from now on baby, you're my star"

I want you, I need you, I got to be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I got to be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman

Oooooh ooooooh

My soul, I love you

Solo

I want you, I need you, I got to be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I got to be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman

She finally said she loved me
I wed her in a hurry
No more callers and I glowed with pride

I'm dreaming
I feel like screaming
I won my woman just before she died

I want you, I need you, I got to be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I got to be near you
Ooh, I had a strange kind of woman

Solo






Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Remember, Lola, L.o.l.a. Lola...is not about a sex worker, okay?



xoxo

[TempestTS]

Candy's going Bad - The GODZ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c7UvV-2C9BU

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

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Here is a house in New Orleans
they call the rising sun
it's been the ruin of a many a poor girl
and me, oh god are one

If i had listened like momma said
i would not be here today
but being so young and foolish too
that a gambler lead me astray

Come tell my baby sisters
dont do what i have done
please shun that house in New Orleans
they call the rising sun

I'm goin back to New Orleans
my race is almost run
i'm goin back to New Orleans
beneath the rising sun


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

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"Fancy"

I remember it all very well lookin' back
It was the summer I turned eighteen
We lived in a one room, rundown shack
On the outskirts of New Orleans
We didn't have money for food or rent
To say the least we were hard pressed
Then Mama spent every last penny we had
To buy me a dancin' dress

Mama washed and combed and curled my hair
And she painted my eyes and lips
then I stepped into a satin' dancin' dress
that had a split on the side clean up to my hip
It was red velvet trim and it fit me good
Standin' back from the lookin' glass
There stood a woman where a half grown kid had stood

She said here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down

Mama dabbled a little bit of perfume on my neck
And she kissed my cheek
Then I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled eyes
As she started to speak
She looked at a pitiful shack
And then she looked at me and took a ragged breath
She said your Pa's run off and I'm real sick
And the baby's gonna starve to death

She handed me a heart shaped locket that said
"To thine own self be true"
And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across
The toe of my high heeled shoe
It sounded like somebody else that was talkin'
Askin' Mama what do I do
She said just be nice to the gentlemen Fancy
And they'll be nice to you

She said here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
Lord forgive me for what I do,
but if you want out
Well it's up to you
Now don't let me down
your momma's gonna move you uptown

Well, that was the last time I saw my Ma
The night I left that rickety shack
The welfare people came and took the baby
Mama died and I ain't been back
But the wheels of fate had started to turn
And for me there was no way out
And it wasn't very long 'til I knew exactly
What my Mama'd been talkin' about

I knew what I had to do but I made myself this
solemn vow
That I's gonna be a lady someday
Though I didn't know when or how
I couldn't see spending the rest of my life
With my head hung down in shame you know
I might have been born just plain white trash
But Fancy was my name

Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down

It wasn't long after that benevolent man
Took me off the street
And one week later I was pourin' his tea
In a five room hotel suite

I charmed a king, a congressman
And an occasional aristocrat
Then I got me a Georgia mansion
In an elegant New York townhouse flat
And I ain't done bad

Now in this world there's a lot of self-righteous hippocrates
That would call me bad
And criticize Mama for turning me out
No matter how little we had
But though I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin'
For nigh on fifteen years
I can still hear the desperation in my poor
Mama's voice ringin' in my ear

Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
Lord, forgive me for what I do
But if you want out well it's up to you
Now don't let me down
You Mama's gonna help you uptown

I guess she did



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=Eaxiw1EyUMU

" Black Diamond "

Out on the street for a living
Picture's only begun
Got you under their thumb
Hit it

Out on the streets for a living
Picture's only begun
Your day is sorrow and madness
Got you under their thumb

Whoo, black diamond
Whoo, black diamond

Darkness will fall on the city
It seems to follow you too
And though you don't ask for pity
There's nothin' that you can do, no, no

Whoo, black diamond
Whoo, black diamond

Out on the streets for a living
Picture's only begun
Your day is sorrow and madness
Got you under their thumb

Whoo, black diamond, yeah
Whoo, black diamond



Songwriters: PAUL STANLEY
Black Diamond lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.



Babe,
xoxo

[maxpower]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CbGKeyCywTY

[maxpower]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLZbU9IrITc

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=84WRcEt8S5o



"Pasties And A G-String (At The Two O'Clock Club)"

Smelling like a brewery, looking like a tramp,
I ain't got a quarter, got a postage stamp
Been five o'clock shadow boxing all around the town,
Talking with the old man, sleeping on the ground
Bazanti bootin al zootin al hoot and Al Cohn
Sharing this apartment with a telephone pole
And a fish-net stocking, spike-heel shoes,
Strip tease, prick tease, car keys blues
And the porno floor show, live nude girls,
Dreamy and creamy and brunette curls
Chesty Morgan and Watermelon Rose
Raise my rent and take off all your clothes
With trench coats, magazines, a bottle full of rum,
She's so good, make a dead man come
Pasties and a G-string, beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass and a Buffalo squeeze
Wrinkles and Cherry and Twinkie and Pinkie and Fifi live from Gay Paree
Fanfares, rim shots, back stage, who cares, all this hot burlesque for me

(scat vocal)

Cleavage, cleavage, thighs and hips
From the nape of her neck to the lipstick lips
Chopped and channeled and lowered and lewd
And the cheater slicks and baby moons
She's a-hot and ready, creamy and sugared
And the band is awful and so are the tunes

(scat vocal)

Crawling on her belly, and shaking like jelly,
And I'm getting harder than Chinese algebrassieres
And cheers from the (hmm) compendium here
"Hey sweetheart" they're yelling for more
You're squashing out your cigarette butts on the floor
And I like Shelly, and you like Jane
And what was the girl with the snakeskin's name?
And it's an early-bird matinee, come back any day,
Get you a little something that you can't get at home
Get you a little something that you can't get at home
It's pasties and a G-string, beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass and a Buffalo squeeze
Popcorn, front row, higher than a kite, and I'll be back tomorrow night,
And I'll be back tomorrow night

(scat vocal)





Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Sorry the lyricss need re doing and ten minutes is not enough time

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Good morning everybody,

This took a while to re-do it all correctly. There are too many versions and too many edited-down performances over the many years since Les Miserables came out.

If you ever get a chance to see the musical, Les Miserable, live onstage. GO see it (if you like musicals).
I've seen it twice.

The first song, I Dreamed a Dream, many of you know only because of that Scottish woman on that Britan's Got Talent show or which ever one it was... America? Britain? ...there's so many of them now.

Anyway, i think Ruthie Henshall (from the 10th anniversary) sings the role of Fantine really well.
It's really too bad that the other clips can't all include the cast of the fantastic 10th anniversay cast. These singers are all great. Especially the guy who plays the role of Inspecteur Javert.

Let's get on with it.



[Released from her job at the factory owned by Valjean, Fantine is left alone, unemployed and destitute.]

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There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong

I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung
No wine untasted

But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame

He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came

And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather!

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now, from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed
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[Out of despeation, Fantine becomes a prostitute to pay the inn-keepers who are taking care of her daughter, Cossette.]
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"The Docks (Lovely Ladies)"
This is from the original musical soundtrack.

[Sailors]
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!

[Whores]
Lovely ladies
Waiting for a bite
Waiting for the customers
Who only come at night
Lovely ladies
Waiting for the call
Standing up or lying down
Or any way at all
Bargain prices up against the wall

[Old Woman]
Come here, my dear
Let's see this trinket you wear
This bagatelle

[Fantine]
Madame, I'll sell it to you

[Old Woman]
I'll give you four

[Fantine]
That wouldn't pay for the chain

[Old Woman]
I'll give you five, you're far too eager to sell, it's up to you

[Fantine]
It's all I have

[Old Woman]
That's not my fault

[Fantine]
Please make it ten

[Old Woman]
No more than five
My dear, we all must stay alive!

[Whores]
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!

[Crone]
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

[Fantine]
Don't touch me leave me alone!

[Crone]
Let's make a price, I'll give you all of ten francs
Just think of that!

[Fantine]
It pays a debt

[Crone]
Just think of that

[Fantine]
What can I do?
It pays a debt
Ten francs may save my poor Cosette!

[Whores and Sailors]
Lovely lady
Fastest on the street
Wasn't there three minutes
She was back up on her feet
Lovely lady
What you waiting for?
Doesn't take a lot of savvy
Just to be a whore
Come on, lady
What's a lady for?

[Fantine re-emerges, her long hair cut short]

[Pimp]
Give me the dirt, who's that bit over there?

[Whore]
A bit of skirt, she's the one sold her hair

[Whore]
She's got a kid sends her all that she can

[Pimp]
I might have known
There is always some man
Lovely lady, come along and join us
Lovely lady

[Whores]
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!

[Fantine goes off with one of the sailors]

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 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

[Fantine]
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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This is from the original soundtrack.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYuiIi-BuVk (youtube.com/watch?v=KYuiIi-BuVk)


Bamatabois
Here's something new, I think I'll give it a try.
Come closer you! I like to see what I buy
The usual price, for just a slice of your pie

Fantine
I don't want you, no, no, M'sieur, let me go.

Bamatabois
Is this a trick? I won't pay more!

Fantine
No, not at all.

Bamatabois
You've got some nerve, you ugly slut
You've got some gall.
It's the same with a tart as it is with a grocer
The customer sees what he gets in advance
It's not for the whore to say 'yes sir' or 'no sir'
It's not for the harlot to pick and to choose
Or lead me to a dance!

[He hits her with his stick.She claws at his face, drawing blood.]

Fantine
I'll kill you, you bastard, try any of that!
Even a whore who has gone to the bad
will be had by a rat!

Bamatabois
By Christ you'll pay for what you have done
This rat will make you bleed, you'll see!
I guarantee, I'll make you suffer
For this disturbance of the peace
For this insult to life and property!

Fantine
I beg you, don't report me sir
I'll do whatever you may want

Bamatabois
Make your excuse to the police!

[Javert enters, accompanied by constables.]

Javert
Tell me quickly what's the story
Who saw what and why and where
Let him give a full description
Let him answer to Javert!
In this nest of whores and vipers
Let one speak who saw it all
Who laid hands on this good man here?
What's the substance of this brawl?

Bamatabois
Javert, would you believe it
I was crossing from the park
When this prostitute attacked me
You can see she left her mark

Javert
She will answer for her actions
When you make a full report
You may rest assured, M'sieur,
That she will answer to the court.

Fantine
There's a child who sorely needs me
Please M'sieur, she's but that high
Holy God, is there no mercy?
If I go to jail she'll die!

Javert
I have heard such protestations
Every day for twenty years
Let's have no more explanations
Save your breath and save your tears
Honest work, just reward,
That's the way to please the Lord.

[Fantine gives a last despairing cry as she is arrested. Valjean emerges from the crowd.]

Valjean
A moment of your time, Javert
I do believe this woman's tale

Javert
But M'sieur Mayor!

Valjean
You've done your duty
Let her be
She needs a doctor, not a jail.

Javert
But M'sieur Mayor!

Fantine
Can this be?

Valjean
Where will she end -
This child without a friend?
I've seen your face before
Show me some way to help you
How have you come to grief
In a place such as this?

Fantine
M'sieur, don't mock me now, I pray
It's hard enough I've lost my pride
You let your foreman send me away
Yes, you were there, and turned aside
I never did no wrong

Valjean
Is it true, what I have done...

Fantine
My daughter's close to dying

Valjean
...to an innocent soul?

Fantine
If there's a God above...

Valjean
Had I only known then.

Fantine
...he'd let me die instead.

Valjean
In His name my task has just begun
I will see it done!

Javert
But M'sieur Mayor!

Valjean
Take her to the hospital.

Javert
But M'sieur Mayor!

Valjean
I will see it done!

Valjean
I will see it done!
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This is why i had to review the lyrics. One clip was too short but the lyrics i'd found online were wayyyy too long. So i added them both.
This a shorter version of Lovely ladies which include a shorter version of Fantine's Arrest.
From the 10th Anniversary cast.
youtube.com/watch?v=81Q5E84cHnU


[B]Babe
xoxo

[blueeyeboy]

Is the pasties one a tom waits song babe?

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi blueeyeboy,

Yes, it is.
I just did a google search and found out it's from a 1976 record called, Small Change.

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=0j03eB8KlFY

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=BwZ4Px57cWA
" Heartbreaker "

Hey fellas, have you heard the news? You know that Annie's back in town?
It won't take long just watch and see how the fellas lay their money down.
Her style is new but the face is the same as it was so long ago,
But from her eyes, a different smile like that of one who knows.

Well, it's been ten years and maybe more since I first set eyes on you.
The best years of my life gone by, here I am alone and blue.
Some people cry and some people die by the wicked ways of love;
But I'll just keep on rollin' along with the grace from the Lord above.

People talkin' all around 'bout the way you left me flat,
I don't care what the people say, I know where their jive is at.
One thing I do have on my mind, if you can clarify please do,
It's the way you call me another guy's name when I try to make love to you.
I try to make love but it ain't no use.
Give it to me
Give it

Work so hard I couldn't unwind, get some money saved;
Abuse my love a thousand times, however hard I tried.
Heartbreaker, your time has come, can't take your evil way;
Go away, Heartbreaker.
Heartbreaker!
Heartbreaker!
Heart!
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youtube.com/watch?v=BBwO_l_dSgY

"Living Loving Maid (She's Just A Woman)"

With a purple umbrella and a fifty cent hat,
Livin', lovin', she's just a woman.
Missus cool rides out in her aged Cadillac.
Livin', lovin', she's just a woman.

[Chorus]
Come on, babe on the roundabout, ride on the merry-go-round,
We all know what your name is, so you better lay your money down.

Alimony, alimony payin' your bills,
Livin', lovin', she's just a woman.
When your conscience hits, you knock it back with pills.
Livin', lovin', she's just a woman.

[Chorus]

Tellin' tall tales of how it used to be.
Livin', lovin', she's just a woman.
With the butler and the maid and the servants three.
Livin', lovin', she's just a woman.

Nobody hears a single word you say.
Livin', lovin', she's just a woman.
But you keep on talkin' till your dyin' day.
Livin', lovin', she's just a woman.

[Chorus]

Livin', Lovin', She's just a woman.


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Back in the days when Freddie actually "looked" like a rock star and not like member of the Village People.


youtube.com/watch?v=BAf2S6ij2gk


"Killer Queen"

She keeps Moët et Chandon
In her pretty cabinet
'Let them eat cake,' she says
Just like Marie Antoinette
A built-in remedy
For Kruschev and Kennedy
At anytime an invitation
You can't decline

Caviar and cigarettes
Well versed in etiquette
Extraordinarily nice

She's a Killer Queen
Gunfire and gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime

Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?

To avoid complications
She never kept the same address
In conversation
She spoke just like a baroness
Met a man from China
Went down to Geisha Minah
Then again incidentally
If you're that way inclined

Perfume came naturally from Paris
For cars she couldn't care less
Fastidious and precise

She's a Killer Queen
Gunfire and gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime

Drop of a hat she's as willing as
Playful as a pussy cat
Then momentarily out of action
Temporarily out of gas
To absolutely drive you wild, wild..
She's all out to get you

She's a Killer Queen
Gunfire and gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime

Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?
You wanna try...


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=YGXYiIDTPDI

"Suite Madame Blue"

Time after time I sit and I wait for your call
I know I'm a fool but why can I say
Whatever the price I'll pay for you, Madame Blue
Once long ago, a word from your lips and the world turned around
But somehow you've changed, you're so far away
I long for the past and dream of the days with you, Madame Blue

Suite Madame Blue, gaze in your looking glass
You're not a child anymore
Suite Madame Blue, the future is all but past
Dressed in your jewels, you made your own rules
You conquered the world and more ..............heaven's door

America....America...America..America..
America....America...America..America..
America....America...America..America..

Red white and blue, gaze in your looking glass
You're not a child anymore
Red, white, and blue, the future is all but past
So lift up your heart, make a new start
And lead us away from here


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=Qz5w06Naq0c


"Yankee Rose"

Guitar: "David?

David: "What?"

Guitar: "Who's that?'

David: "Well, let me roll up on to the sidewalk and take a look, yes. Whoa!

Guitar: "Whoa!"

David: "She's beautiful!"

Guitar: "Wowww Weee!""

David: "I'm talking about a Yankee Rose.
.................Ha ha ha ha ha"
.................And she looks wild....

Guitar: "Wild"

David and guitar: "Wild, wild, wild, wild!"

Are you ready for the new sensation?
Well, here's the shot heard 'round the world
All you back room boys salute when her flag unfurls
Well, guess who's back in circulation
Now, I don't know what you may have heard
But what I need right now's the original good time girl

She's a vision from coast to coast (coast to coast)
Sea to shining sea (sea to shining sea)
Hey sister, you're the perfect host (care to toast)

Show me your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talkin' 'bout the Yankee Rose, yeah
Your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talkin' 'bout it

When she walks, watch, the sparks will fly
Firecrackin' on the fourth of July
No sad songs tonight, somethin's in the air
Yeah, the feeling getcha, wow

A real state of independence
So pretty when her rockets glare
Still prove it any night that her flag's still there

She's a vision from coast to coast (coast to coast)
Sea to shining sea (sea to shining sea)
Hey sister, you're the perfect host (make a toast)

Show me your bright lights and your
City lights, all right
I'm talkin' 'bout the Yankee Rose, yeah
Bright lights in your
City lights, all right
I'm in love with the Yankee Rose

Ah, she's beautiful, alright
Mmm, nothin' like her in the whole world
Yeah

She's right on time
I'm on the case
Pick up the phone
No time to waste
She got the beat
And here's a little bit comin' your way, wow

Aah, raise 'em up there, let's see who salutes, baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Little bit, little bit, little bit higher
Here's the national anthem, here
I wanna get a little bit a' apple pie, man

Bright lights, city lights
Bright lights, city lights
Bright lights, city lights




Babe,
xoxo

[TempestTS]

Zodiac Mindwarp Prostitute

Im pretty sure this one is about a sex worker but listen and decide for yourself

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k2XxLVd-foU

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi Tempest ,

The lyrics would help but I can't find any for that song and i can barely make out what's being sung.

Something tells me it must be about a prostitute, though.
I got a funny feeling, you know?...ya, a funny feeling...a funny feeling...i got a funny feeling.

Babe,
xoxo

[Abartig]

Donna Summer - She Works Hard for the Money

this one can go either way I guess but I always thought it was about a sex worker

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K3FAnvATfrM

She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

I met her there in the corner stand
And wonders where she is
And it's strange to her
Some people seem to have everything
9 am on the hour hand
And she's waiting for the bell
And she's looking real pretty
She's waiting for her clientele

She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

Twenty-eight years have come and gone
And she's seen a lot of tears
Of the ones who come in
They really seem to need her there
It's a sacrifice working day to day
For little money just tips for pay
But it's worth it all
To hear them say that they care

She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

Already knows, she's seen her bad times
Already knows, these are the good times
She'll never sell out, she never will
Not for a dollar bill
She works haaaaard

[Instrumental Interlude]

She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right
Alright...

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and while not quite an escort here is one about a peep show girl :)

The Tubes - She's a Beauty

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQ_k_VG6Syc

Step right up and don't be shy,
because you will not believe your eyes.
She's right here behind the glass
and you're gonna like her,
'cause she's got class.
You can look inside another world.
You get to talk to a pretty girl.
She's everything you dream about...
but don't fall in love...
She's a beauty ---
one in a million girls,
she's a beauty.
Why would I lie?
Why would I lie?
You can say anything you like,
but you can't touch the merchandise.
She'll give you every pennies worth,
but it will cost you a dollar first.
You can step outside your little world.
You can talk to a pretty girl.
She's everything you dream about...
but don't fall in love...
She's a beauty ---
one in a million girls,
she's a beauty.
Why would I lie?
Why would I lie?

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=-YwkYLnOQew


" Knocking At Your Back Door "

Sweet Lucy was a dancer
But none of us would chance her
Because she was a Samurai
She made electric shadows
Beyond our fingertips
And none of us could reach that high

She came on like a teaser
I had to touch and please her
Enjoy a little paradise
The log was in my pocket
When Lucy met the Rocket
And she never knew the reason why

I can't deny it
With that smile on her face
It's not the kill
It's the thrill of the chase

Feel it coming
It's knocking at the door
You know it's no good running
It's not against the law
The point of no return
And now you know the score
And now you're learning
What's knockin' at your back door

Sweet Nancy was so fancy
To get into her pantry
Had to be the aristocracy
The members that she toyed with
At her city club
Were something in diplomacy

So we put her on the hit list
Of a common cunning linguist
A master of many tongues
And now she eases gently
From her Austin to her Bentley
Suddenly she feels so young

Babe,
xoxo

[Abartig]

The Who - Trick of the Light

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6fFtWi318s

Wide awake in the middle of the night
I wonder how she's feelin'
Is it just a trick of the light
Or is her ceiling peeling?

She's sitting up in bed, shakin' her head
At a copy of "True Confessions"
Ooh, it must seem like a fairy tale
To a woman of her profession

But was I all right? (was I all right?)
Did I take you to the height of ecstasy?
Was I all right? (was I all right?)
Did a shadow of emotion cross your face
Or was it just another trick of the light?

But was I all right? (was I all right?)
Did I take you to the height of ecstasy?
Was I all right? (was I all right?)
Did a shadow of emotion cross your face
Or was it just another trick of the light?

Come on, tell me
What's a nice girl like you doin' in a place like this?
They don't make girls like you no more
And I'd like to get to know you
On closer terms than this
But I guess you've heard it all before

Lady of the night
Won't you steal away with me?
Lady of the night
Won't you steal away with me?

The money's lyin' on the floor, she looks at me
Shakes her head and sighs
Out of time, out the door
Red light shinin' in my eyes

But was I all right? (was I all right?)
Did I take you to the height of ecstasy?
Was I all right? (was I all right?)
Did a shadow of emotion cross your face

All right?
But was I all right?
All right?

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=lhBQY7ymIxo

"Lady Luck"

She was a juke-box dancer
A blue eyed gypsy queen
She always had an answer
For what she'd done
And where she'd been
A feathercane Lady Midnight
For all around to see
She spoke with words of wisdom
And this is what she said to me

Lady luck
C'mon give me what I want
Pull me up
Lady luck
If I see you again
I will call you my friend

I have always been a sinner
But then the lady came along
She stole my heart and turned me 'round
'Till I didn't know right from wrong
She whispered words of kindness
I'd never ever heard before
Golden words and silver tongue
Till I really couldn't take no more

Lady luck
C'mon give me what I want
Pull me up
Lady luck
If I see you again
I will call you my friend
C'mon shake me


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=pDlx-ZUj9qs

"L.A. Woman"

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light
Or just another lost angel?
City of Night, City of Night,
City of Night, City of Night, woo, c'mon

L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
Drive through your suburbs
Into your blues, into your blues, yeah
Into your blue-blue Blues
Into your blues, oh, yeah

I see your hair is burnin'
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Drivin' down your freeway
Midnight alleys roam
Cops in cars,
The topless bars
Never saw a woman...
So alone, so alone
So alone, so alone

Motel, money, murder, madness
Let's change the mood from glad to sadness

Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Got to keep on risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Mojo Risin', gotta Mojo Risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', gotta keep on risin'
Risin', risin'
Gone risin', risin'
I'm gone risin', risin'
I gotta risin', risin'
Well, risin', risin'
I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin'
Whoa, oh yeah

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light
Or just another lost angel?
City of Night, City of Night,
City of Night, City of Night, whoa, c'mon

L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman, you're my woman
Little L.A. Woman, Little L.A. Woman
L.A. L.A. Woman Woman
L.A. Woman c'mon

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Man 1: "Are you married?"

Man 2: "I was."

Man 1: "Did you enjoy being married?"

Man 2: "Not really."

Man 1: "Why not?"

Man 2: " Well, to be honest, all we ever did was argue about sex and money. It was horrible."

Man 1: Wow! Really. Pfft ! That's too bad, man."

Man 2: Well, what can you expect?...she was charging me way too much."

Man 1: "Yep, i hear that a lot."


Hi men,

Remember this classic :dancing: song or maybe just the instrumental version of it?




Treulich geführt
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EksEnDKKTlE (youtube.com/watch?v=EksEnDKKTlE)


Babe,
xoxo

[irvin66]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OBR-A_YfxJ8
iron maiden - charlotte the harlot
Giving a swish with your arse in the air,
Dont you know what theyre saying?
Charlotte youre so refined
When you take all the love that theyre giving.
Sticking with every man that you find,
Dont you know what theyre after?
Charlotte youve got your legs in the air,
Dont you hear all the laughter?

Charlotte the harlot show me your legs,
Charlotte the harlot take me to bed.
Charlotte the harlot let me see blood,
Charlotte the harlot let me see love.

Taking so many men to your room,
Dont you feel no remorse?
You charge them a fiver,
Its only for starters.
And ten for the main course.
And youve got no feelings,
They died long ago.
Dont you care who you let in?
And dont you know youre breaking
The law with the service youre giving.

There was a time when you left me standing there,
Picking up pieces of love off the floor.
Well charlotte you left me alone in there,
To make your ends as a bloody whore.
Well charlotte you told me you love me true,
Picking up pieces of love yesterday.
Well charlotte youre draws are off color too
cause youre making love all day.

Giving a swish with your arse in the air,
Dont you know what theyre saying?
Charlotte youre so refined when
You take all the love that theyre giving.
Sticking with every man that you find,
Dont you know what theyre after?
Charlotte youve got your legs in the air,
Dont you hear all the laughter?

[maxpower]

The Tubes - She's a Beauty


A bit of trivia about that video. The kid taking the amusement ride is Alexis Arquette, sibling to actors Rosanna and David. When he was older he had some small parts in films (including Pulp Fiction) before becoming a drag queen of some reknown (can be seen in Wigstock), then came out as trans maybe 5-6 years ago.

[fxtech]

My favorite......




https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJWDQ2H9E_c

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=HqXIvjr9dwI


" Never Been Sold Before "

You ask me, babe
"Can you work tonight?"
I've been up, babe
Since broad daylight

I just can't believe that you're selling me
You never sold me before
I just can't become your lousy whore

Oh yeah, I'm stacked nice
They really like my style
Fifty bucks, babe
Can't even buy my smile

I just can't believe that you're selling me
You never sold me before
I just can't become your lousy whore

I find I come around just to
Lay this money on you, babe
I'm sick of streets, chicks and dicks
And I'm, I'm really sick of you

Oh oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again

I just can't believe that you're selling me
You never sold me before
I just can't become your little whore
No, no, no, no

I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again

Oh oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again

Oh oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=IbiFkS4XwG8


"Strutter"

I know a thing or two about her
I know she'll only make you cry
She'll let you walk the street beside her
But when she wants she'll pass you by

Everybody says she's lookin' good
And the lady knows it's understood
Strutter

She wears her satins like a lady
She gets her way just like a child
You take her home and she says "Maybe, baby"
She takes you down and drives you wild

Everybody says she's lookin' good
And the lady knows it's understood
Strutter

I know a thing or two about her
I know she'll only make you cry
She'll let you walk the street beside her
But when she wants, she'll pass you by

Everybody says she's lookin' good
And the lady knows it's understood
Strutter
Strutter
Strutter
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youtube.com/watch?v=EYpGe6oGF18


[SIZE="4"]" Firehouse "

Whoo, hoo, yeah
Whoo, hoo, yeah

She'll adore you and she'll floor you
With her wisdom and her vision
And you'll love it and think of it
Till you lose all intuition
Come on

She can move you and improve you
With her love and her devotion
And she'll thrill you and she'll chill you
But you're headed for commotion

And you'll need her so you'll feed her
With your endless dedication
And the quicker you get sicker
She'll remove your medication

Get the firehouse
Cause she sets my soul afire
Get the firehouse
And the flames keep gettin' higher

She's like bad weather but it seems so good
You'd never leave her but you know you should

She's like bad weather but it seems so good
You'd never leave her but you know you should

Ooh
Get the firehouse
Cause she sets my soul afire
Get the firehouse
Whoo, hoo, yeah
Get the firehouse
Whoo, hoo, yeah

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Good morning everyone,

Nanette was born in NYC, raised in Mississippi, and moved to Montréal where she still is. She became an icon in my city.

Do a google search for her bio. She's had an interesting life in music.



youtube.com/watch?v=gu31z6SYjgs

" Call Girl "

Missionnaire humanitaire pour coeurs solitaires,
Secrétaire particulière pour voyages d´affaires,
Je serai telle que tu m´imagines,
Je serai belle comme dans les magazines,
Si tu m´appelles un soir de déprime,
Je serai celle qui te fera voir
La vie en rose ou en vert lime,
Call girl, à votre service
Call girl, pour le rêve ou le vice
Call girl, if you want some fun
Call girl, nine two one eight two o one

Dépanneuse exceptionnelle pour maniaques sexuels,
Détourneuse occasionnelle de maris fidèles,
Je serai telle que tu m´imagines,
Je serai belle comme dans les magazines,
Si tu m´appelles un jour de routine,
Je serai celle qui mettra du punch
Dans ton heure de lunch,
Call girl, pour le plaisir
Call girl, sado-maso s´abstenir
Call girl, bienvenidos los machos
Call girl, dos cientos tres quatro mil dos

Je fonctionne par téléphone
Plus besoin de faire le trottoir,
Quand l´amour est monotone
Viens me voir

Conseillère professionnelle pour adolescents,
Je fais faire des étincelles aux vieux impuissants,
Je serai telle que tu m´imagines,
Je serai belle comme dans les magazines,
Si tu m´appelles un soir de déprime,
Je serai celle qui mettra du fizz dans ton verre de gin
Call girl, pour vous séduire
Call girl, en satin ou en cuir
Call girl, geboren zum lieben
Call girl, eins drufnuf sechs acht nein sieben
Call girl internationale
Call girl, de Tokyo à Montréal
Call girl, à votre service
Call girl, huit cinq deux cinq neuf sept six


Babe,
xoxo

[Laphroaig]

Guns N' Roses - My Michelle

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=18dBU55S6P0


"My Michelle"

Your daddy works in porno
Now that mommy's not around
She used to love her heroin
But now she's underground
So you stay out late at night
And you do your coke for free
Drivin' your friends crazy
With your life's insanity

Well, well, well you just can't tell
Well, well, well my Michelle

Sowin' all your wild oats
In another's luxuries
Yesterday was Tuesday
Maybe Thursday you can sleep
But school starts much too early
And this hotel wasn't free
So party till your connection call
Honey I'll return the key

[Chorus:]

Well, well, well you just can't tell
Well, well, well my Michelle
Well, well, well you never can tell
Well, well, well my Michelle

Everyone needs love
You know that it's true
Someday you'll find someone
That'll fall in love with you
But oh the time it takes
When you're all alone
Someday you'll find someone
That you can call your own
But till then ya better...

Now you're clean
And so discreet
I won't say a word
But most of all this song is true
Case you haven't heard
So c'mon and stop your cryin'
'Cause we both know money burns
Honey don't stop tryin;
An you'll get what you deserve

[Chorus]

[Laphroaig]

Above post, properly embedded this time

www.youtube.com/watch?v=18dBU55S6P0

[Laphroaig]

Bruce Springsteen - Reno

www.youtube.com/watch?v=FrP04YYAX4o

"Reno"

She took off her stockings
I held 'em to my face
She had your ankles
I felt filled with grace

"Two hundred dollars straight in
Two-fifty up the ass" she smiled and said
She unbuckled my belt, pulled back her hair
And sat in front of me on the bed

She said, "Honey, how's that feel
Do you want me to go slow?"
My eyes drifted out the window
And down to the road below

I felt my stomach tighten
As the sun bloodied the sky
And sliced through hotel blinds
I closed my eyes

Sunlight on the Amatitlan
Sunlight streaming through your hair
In the Valle de dos Rios
The smell of mock orange filled the air

We rode with the vaqueros
Down into cool rivers of green
I was sure the work and the smile coming out 'neath your hat
Was all I'll ever need

Somehow all you ever need's
Never quite enough you know
You and I, Maria, we learned it's so

She slipped me out of her mouth
"You're ready," she said
She took off her bra and panties
Wet her fingers, slipped it inside her
And crawled over me on the bed

She brought me another whisky
Said "Here's to the best you ever had"
We laughed and made a toast
It wasn't the best I ever had
Not even close

[Laphroaig]

Iron Maiden - 22 Acacia Avenue

(the sequel to Charlotte the Harlot)

www.youtube.com/watch?v=5zyUG0KHlKk

"22 Acacia Avenue"

[the continuing saga of Charlotte the Harlot]

If you're feeling down depressed and lonely
I know a place where we can go
22 Acacia Avenue meet a lady that I know
So if you're looking for a good time
And you're prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for
Everybody's got their vice

If you're waiting for a long time for the rest to do their piece
You can tell her that you know me and you might even get it free
So any time you're down the East End don't you hesitate to go
You can take my honest word for it she'll teach you more than you can know

Charlotte can't you get out from all of this madness
Can't you see it only brings you sadness
When you entertain your men don't you know the risk of getting disease

Some day when you're reaching the age of forty
I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know
You won't have any beautiful wares to show any more

22 the avenue that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight

Charlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life
Don't you ever think about the bad times
Why do you have to live this way
Do you enjoy your lay or is it the pay

Sometimes when you're strolling down the avenue
The way you walk it makes men think of having you
When you're walking down the street
Everybody stops and turns to stare at you

22 the avenue that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight

Beat her mistreat her do anything that you please
Bite her excite her make her get down on her knees
Abuse her misuse her she can take all that you've got
Caress her molest her she always does what you want

You're running away don't you know what you're doing
Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin
Charlotte you've taken your life and you've thrown it away
You believe that because what you're earning
Your life's good don't you know that you're hurting
All the people that love you don't cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling
It's no life for you stop all that screwing
You're packing your bags and you're coming with me

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=G-qqJJq-ooU

" Three Wooden Crosses "

A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher,
Ridin' on a midnight bus bound for Mexico.
One's headed for vacation, one for higher education,
An' two of them were searchin' for lost souls.
That driver never ever saw the stop sign.
And eighteen wheelers can't stop on a dime.

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows.
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.

That farmer left a harvest, a home and eighty acres,
The faith an' love for growin' things in his young son's heart.
An' that teacher left her wisdom in the minds of lots of children:
Did her best to give 'em all a better start.
An' that preacher whispered: "Can't you see the Promised Land?"
As he laid his blood-stained bible in that hooker's hand.

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows.
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.

That's the story that our preacher told last Sunday.
As he held that blood-stained bible up,
For all of us to see.
He said: "Bless the farmer, and the teacher, an' the preacher;
"Who gave this Bible to my mamma,
"Who read it to me."

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, now I guess we know.
It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.





It seems hookers don't deserve respect from the people who worship God.
Thanks for teaching people that, Mr Travis.
Oh and by the way, Randy, Fruck you.


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi all,

I really don't want to start a religious discussion in THIS part of the board BUT i just want to say that Mary Magdalene was not a prostitute.
It's just that, back then, if an unmarried woman in that part of the Islamic world traveled around with a bunch of nomadic men and slept amongst them, was considered as a slut by default.

She has been called a prostitute throughout history.
She was no prostitute. She was from wealthy family, and was, also, considered "a Rabbi" or a teacher.

Anyway, in this clip, she is wrongfully referred to as a "working girl" in so many words.


youtube.com/watch?v=gtjH2Z_RClo

Apostles
What's the buzz
Tell me what's happening

Mary Magdalene
Let me try
To cool down your face a bit

Jesus
That feels nice, so nice
Mary, oooh, that is good

While you prattle through your supper
Where and when and who and how
She alone has tried to give me
What I need right here and now

Apostles
What's the buzz
Tell me what's happening

Judas
It seems to me a strange thing
Mystifying
That a man like you
Can waste his time
On women of her kind

Yes I can understand that she amuses
But to let her kiss you
Stroke your hair
That's hardly in your line

It's not that I object
To her profession
But she doesn't fit in well
With what you teach and say
It doesn't help us
If you're inconsistent
They only need a small excuse
To put us all away

Jesus
Who are you
To criticize her?
Who are you
To despise her?

Leave her, leave her
Let her be now

Leave her, leave her
She's with me now

If your slate is clean
Then you can throw stones
If your slate is not
Then leave her alone!



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi everyone,

Again the same thing.
She is wrongly portrayed to be like a prostitute.



youtube.com/watch?v=lS2nX4fuzqc

" I Don't Know How To Love Him "

I don't know how to love him
What to do, how to move him
I've been changed yes really changed
In these past few days when I've seen myself
I seem like someone else

I don't know how to take this
I don't see why he moves me
He's a man, he's just a man
And I've had so many men before
In very many ways
He's just one more

Should I bring him down should I scream and shout
Should I speak of love let my feelings out
I never thought I'd come to this -- what's it all about

Don't you think it's rather funny
I should be in this position
I'm the one who's always been
So calm so cool, no lover's fool
Running every show
He scares me so

I never thought I'd come to this -- what's it all about

Yet if he said he loved me
I'd be lost I'd be frightened
I couldn't cope just couldn't cope
I'd turn my head I'd back away
I wouldn't want to know
He scares me so
I want him so
I love him so



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=F4q8_2q44CQ
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youtube.com/watch?v=PeXjBWN8LO8






" Medley: Just A Gigolo / I Ain't Got Nobody "
(originally by Louis Prima)

I'm just a gigolo and everywhere I go
People know the part I'm playing
Paid for every dance, selling each romance
Ooh, and they're sayin'

There will come a day when youth will pass away
What will they say about me?
When the end comes, I know
They was just the gigolos
Life goes on without me

I'm just a gigolo and everywhere I go
People know the part Dave's playing
Paid for every dance, selling each romance
Ooh, what they're sayin'

There will come a day when youth will pass away
What will they say about me?
When the end comes, I know
They was just a gigolo
Life goes on without me, 'cause

I ain't got nobody
Nobody cares for me, nobody
Nobody cares for me
I'm so sad and lonely
Sad and lonely, sad and lonely
Won't some sweet mama come and take a chance with me?
'Cause I ain't so bad

Better love me, babe
Sad and lonesome, all of the time
Even on the beat, on the, on the, on the beat
Bop, boze-de-boze-de-bop, se-de-bop

I ain't got nobody
Nobody cares for me, nobody
Nobody, hey, say

Feelin' so sad and lonesome

Ain't got nobody
Woohoo, sad and lonesome
Need love
Humala bebuhla zeebuhla boobuhla
Humala bebuhla zeebuhla bop

I ain't got nobody
Nobody, nobody cares for me, nobody, nobody
I'm so sad and lonely
Sad and lonely, sad and lonely
Won't some sweet mama come and take a chance with me?
'Cause I ain't so bad

Been a lonely soul
Been lonesome all of the time
Even on the beat
Johnny, Johnny on the beat
Need a long tall darling, mama
David said he got nobody I loves

Ain't got nobody (nobody), nobody (nobody)
Nobody (nobody), nobody (nobody)
No one (no one), no one (no one)
Loop-de-loop (loop-de-loop)
Darling, darling (darling, darling)
Getting serious (getting serious)
Got to see the walls (got to see the walls)
Over there (over there)
Nobody (nobody), not no one (not no one)
Nobody (nobody), nobody (nobody)
Nobody (nobody), nobody (nobody)
Nobody (nobody)
Nobody cares for me



Babe,
xoxo

[TempestTS]

Whore House Blues

MOTORHEAD

Youll figure it out


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0sik4yZHY8

[Jericho]

Frank Zappa - Teenage Prostitute

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_c3zpFZo2mM (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_c3zpFZo2mM)

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=0KaWSOlASWc

"Walk On The Wild Side"

Holly came from Miami, F.L.A.
Hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A.
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She says, "Hey, babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
Said, "Hey, honey,
Take a walk on the wild side."

Candy came from out on the Island
In the back room she was everybody's darling
But she never lost her head
Even when she was giving head
She says, "Hey, babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
Said, "Hey, babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
And the colored girls go
"Doo do doo do doo do do doo..."

Little Joe never once gave it away
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York City's the place
Where they said, "Hey, babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
I said, "Hey, Joe,
Take a walk on the wild side."

Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets
Looking for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo
You should've seen them go, go, go
They said, "Hey, sugar,
Take a walk on the wild side."
I said, "Hey, babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
All right, huh

Jackie is just speeding away
Thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash
Valium would have helped that bash
Said, "Hey, babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
I said, "Hey, honey,
Take a walk on the wild side."
And the colored girls say,
"Doo do doo do doo do do doo..."



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=aB4nH8qx2IM

" La Grange "

Rumour spreadin' a-'round
In that Texas town
'Bout that shack outside La Grange
And you know what I'm talkin' about
Just let me know
If you wanna go
To that home out on the range
They gotta lotta nice girls ah

Have mercy!

A haw, haw, haw, haw, a haw
A haw, haw, haw

Well, I hear it's fine if you got the time
And the Ten to get yourself in
A hmm, hmm
And I hear it's tight
Most ev'ry night
But now I might be mistaken
hmm, hmm, hmm



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

I can't find an ORIGINAL video of Bob Seger singing this in the studio. They are all live versions and they all have crappy sound.




"The Fire Down Below"

Here comes old Rosie she's looking mighty fine
Here comes hot Nancy she's steppin' right on time
There go the street lights bringin on the night
Here come the men faces hidden from the light
All through the shadows they come and they go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below

Here comes the rich man in his big long limousine
Here comes the poor man all you got to have is green
Here comes the banker and the lawyer and the cop
One thing for certain it ain't never gonna stop
When it all gets too heavy
That's when they come and go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below

It happens out in Vegas happens in Moline
On the blue blood streets of Boston
Up in Berkeley and out in Queens
And it went on yesterday and it's going on tonight
Somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right

And he's looking out for Rosie and she's looking mighty fine
And he's walking the streets for Nancy
And he'll find her everytime
When the street light flicker bringing on the night
Well they'll be slipping into darkness slipping out of sight
All through the midnight
Watch 'em come and watch 'em go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=ILWcEZAahL8
" Private Dancer "

All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
You don't think of them as human
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do

I want to make a million dollars
I want to live out by the sea
Have a husband and some children
Yeah, I guess I want a family
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do

Deutch marks or dollars
American Express will do nicely, thank you
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me, do you want to see me do the shimmy again?

(Guitar solo Jeff Beck)

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do


Songwriter:MARK KNOPFLER



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi all,
This song is not ALL about sex workers but there is a mention of a priest meeting a certain, Louise, with her beautiful "chest".

(Phil Collins is such a great drummer.)



youtube.com/watch?v=vFuIYyXiD5w

" The Battle Of Epping Forest "
(Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting over East-End Protection rights)

Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars - luxury cars.
Each has got its load of convertible bars, cutlery cars - super-scars!
For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
'cause they disagree on a gangland boundary.
Yes, they disagree on a gangland boundary.

There's Willy Wright and his boys -
One helluva noise, that's Billy's boys!
With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs,
The Barking Slugs - super-smugs!
For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
These Christian soldiers fight to protect the poor.
East end heroes got to score in...

The Battle of Epping Forest,
It's the Battle of Epping Forest,
Right outside your door.
You ain't seen nothing like it.
No, you ain't seen nothing like it,
Not since the Civil War.

Coming over the hill are the boys of Bill,
And Johnny's lads stand very still.
With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout
- there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.
Georgie moves in on the outside left
With a chain flying round his head;
And Harold Demure, from Art Literature,
Nips up the nearest tree.
(Here come the cavalry!)

Admidst the battle roar,
Accountants keep the score: 10-4.
They've never been alone, after getting a radiophone.
The bluebells are ringing for Sweetmeal Sam, real ham,
Handing out bread and jam just like any picnic.

It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night.
When Billy was a kid, walking the streets,
The other kids hid - so they did!
Now, after working hard in security trade, he's got it made.
The shops that need aid are those that haven't paid.

"I do my double-show quick!" said Mick the Prick, fresh out the nick.
"I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave,
Then a visit I pay - and does it pay!"
And his friend, Liquid Len by name,
Of Wine, Women and Wandsworth fame,
Said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framded!"

They called me the Reverend when I entered the Church unstained;
My employers have changed but the name has remained.
It all began when I went on a tour,
Hoping to find some furniture.
I followed a sign - it said "Beautiful Chest".
It led to a lady who showed me her best.
She was taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on his job
To see what the trouble was.
"Louise, is the Reverend hard to please?"
"You're telling me!"
"Perhaps, sir, if it's not too late.
We could interest you in our Staffordshire plate?"
"Oh no, not me, I'm a man of repute."
But the Devil caught hold of my soul and a voice called out "Shoot!"

To save my steeple, I visited people;
For this I'd gone when I met Little John.
His name came, I understood,
When the judge said "You're a robbing hood."
He told me of his strange foundation,
Conceived on sight of the Woodstock nation;
He'd had to hide his reputation.
When poor, 'twas salvation from door to door.
But now, with a pin-up guru every week,
It's Love, Peace & Truth Incorporated for all who seek.

He employed me as a karamechanic, with overall charms.
His hands were then fit to receive, receive alms.
That's why we're in

The Battle of Epping Forest,
It's the Battle of Epping Forest,
Right outside your door.
We guard your souls for peanuts,
And we guard your shops and houses
For just a little more.

In with a left hook is the Bethnal Green Butcher,
But he's countered on the right by Mick's chain-gang fight,
And Liquid Len, with his smashed bottle men,
Is lobbing Bob the Nob across the gob.
With his kisser in a mess, Bob seems under stress,
But Jones the Jug hits Len right in the mug;
And Harold Demure, who's still not quite sure,
Fires acorns from out of his sling.
(Here come the cavalry!)

Up, up above the crowd,
Inside their Silver Cloud, done proud,
The bold and brazen brass, seen darkly through the glass.
The butler's got jam on his Rolls; Roy doles out the lot,
With tea from a silver pot just like any picnic.

Along the Forest Road, it's the end of the day
And the Clouds roll away.
Each has got its load - they'll come out for the count
At the break-in of day.
When the limos return for their final review, it's all through'
- all they can see is the morning goo.
"There's no-one left alive - must be draw."
So the Black-cap Barons toss a coin to settle the score.



Babe,
xoxo

[Abartig]

Tom Waits - Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis

Tom Waits "Silent Night / Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis" on Vimeo (http://vimeo.com/33803455)

Hey Charlie I'm pregnant and living on the 9th street
Right above a dirty bookstore off Euclid Avenue
And I stopped takin' dope and I quit drinkin' whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone works out at the track

He says that he loves me, though it's not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up like he would his own son
He gave me a ring that was worn by his mother
He takes me out dancin' every Saturday night

Hey Charlie I think about you every time I pass a fillin' station
Account of all the grease you used to wear in your hair
Still have that record, little Anthony and The Imperials
Someone stole my record player now how do you like that?

Hey Charlie I almost went crazy after Mario got busted
I went back to Omaha to live with my folks
Everyone I used to know was either dead or in prison
So came back to Minneapolis this time I think I'm gonna stay

Hey Charlie I think I'm happy for the first time since my accident
I wish I had all the money that we used to spend on dope
Buy me a used car lot wouldn't sell any of 'em
I'd just drive a different car every day, dependin' on how I feel

Hey Charlie for Christ sakes if you want to know the truth of it?
I don't have a husband he don't play the trombone
And I need to borrow money to pay this lawyer
And Charlie, hey I'll be eligible for parole come Valentines day

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=wL9-0QF7HCU

I remember setting out just to see what I could see
Streetcars rolling by and airplanes flying high they all meant nothing to me
No one ever looked my way or knew that I was there
I kept walking and the rain kept raining
Until all the streets were bare

Ooh ooh feeling fine mama
Painted ladies and a bottle of wine mama
Ooh ooh Feeling good mama
They took my money like I knew they would
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la

City lights were shining on me through my window pane
I kept thinking 'bout the day when I'd be home again
Rocking chairs and summer fairs and swimming in the sea
I kept drinkin', sinkin' 'till there was nothing left of me

Ooh ooh feeling fine mama
Painted ladies and a bottle of wine mama
Ooh ooh feeling good mama
They took my money like I knew they would
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=ywJ1MD4-Cns

I see your teeth flash, Jamaican honey so sweet
Down where Lexington cross 47th Street
Oh she's a big girl, she's standing six-foot three
Turning tricks for the dudes in the big city

Island girl
What you wanting with the white man's world?
Island girl
Black boy want you in his island world

He want to take you from the racket boss
He want to save you, but the cause is lost
Island girl, island girl, island girl
Tell me what you wanting with the white man's world

Well she's black as coal, but she burn like a fire
And she wrap herself around you like a well-worn tire
You feel her nail scratch your back just like a rake, oh oh
He one more gone, he one more John who make the mistake

Island girl
What you wanting with the white man's world?
Island girl
Black boy want you in his island world

He want to take you from the racket boss
He want to save you, but the cause is lost
Island girl, island girl, island girl
Tell me what you wanting with the white man's world

Island girl
What you wanting with the white man's world?
Island girl
Black boy want you in his island world

He want to take you from the racket boss
He want to save you, but the cause is lost
Island girl, island girl, island girl
Tell me what you wanting with the white mans?
Tell me what you wanting with the white mans?
Tell me what you wanting with the white mans?

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=ifErcAts9yU

Babe I'm leaving
I must be on my way
The time is drawing near
My train is going
I see it in your eyes
The love, the need, your tears
But I'll be lonely without you
And I'll need your love to see me through
So please believe me
My heart is in your hands
And I'll be missing you

'Cause you know it's you babe
Whenever I get weary
And I've had enough
Feel like giving up
You know it's you babe
Giving me the courage
And the strength I need
Please believe that it's true
Babe, I love you

You know it's you babe
Whenever I get weary
And I've had enough
Feel like giving up
You know it's you babe
Giving me the courage
And the strength I need
Please believe that it's true
Babe, I love you

Babe, I'm leaving
I'll say it once again
And somehow try to smile
I know the feeling we're trying to forget
If only for a while
'Cause I'll be lonely without you
And I'll need your love to see me through
Please believe me
My heart is in your hands
'Cause I'll be missing you
Babe, I love you
Babe, I love you
Ooh, babe

Babe,
xoxo
P.S.
Thanks for the visits, Gentlemen. Cum again (and again and again).

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=DfANFQOLGKA

Pack up all my cares and woes
Here I go, singing low
Bye bye blackbird

Where somebody waits for me
Sugar's sweet, so is he
Bye bye blackbird

No one here can love or understand me
Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me
Oh well, make my bed and light the light
'cause I'll arrive late tonight
Blackbird, bye bye

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Donovanyoutube.com/watch?v=BsOyMZFLzpY


Lalena - Deep Purple (Mach 1)
youtube.com/watch?v=sdlxSDL_Jik

" Lalena "

When the sun goes to bed
That's the time you raise your head
That's your lot in life, Lalena
Can't blame ya
Lalena

Arty-tart, la-de-da
Can your part (heart) get much sadder?
That's your lot in life, Lalena
Can't blame ya
Lalena

Run your hand through your hair
Paint your face with despair
That's your lot in life, Lalena
Can't blame ya
Lalena

When the sun goes to bed
That's the time you raise your head
That's your lot in life, Lalena
I can't blame ya
Lalena

Arty-tart, oh so la-de-da
Can your part ever get, ever get much sadder?
That's your lot in life, Lalena
I can't blame ya
No, no, no, Lalena
Oh, Lalena



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Good morning everybody,

Why Don't You Do Right was a song which was rewritten by one of the original writers of Weed Smoker's Dream, a song about pot growers selling it instead of giving it away.


Harlem Hamfats -Weed Smoker's Dream
youtube.com/watch?v=CZdfph01nNo

" Weed Smoker's Dream "

Sittin’ on a million
Sittin’ on it every day
Can’t make no money givin’ your
stuff away
Why don’t you do now
like the millionaires do?
Put your stuff on the market
And make a million too

She's a bettin' woman
Bets on every hand
She’s trickin’ money for you, every-
where she land
Why don’t you do now
like the millionaires do?
Put your stuff on the market
And make a million too

Clarinet solo

Man she's a good-lookin’ frail
She lives down by the jail
Out of the back though she got
hot stuff for sale
Why don’t you do now
like the millionaires do?
Put your stuff on the market
And make a million too



Lil Green was the first, i think, to record the new version called, Why Don't You Do Right.
Over the years, many others have recorded both songs.


Lil Green (Featuring Big Bill Broonzy on guitar)
youtube.com/watch?v=oavQY5V0xpg




I enter this song as a song about a sex worker because in the movie, Who Framed Roger Rabbit, Jessica Rabbit was a lounge singer. Now back in the day, all of the strip-bars had small jazz orchestras playing the music which the strippers danced to, until the jukebox, and later, DJs came to be.

In the clip from the Roger Rabbit movie, the "lounge" is filled with men who come to see Jessica perform because she is so sexy. Look at how she is portrayed on stage, and then see the other clips from the movie. She is definitely a "bad girl" as she later plays "patty cakes" with the old man from the audience in her dressing room.
The proof of patty cakes being like a sexual act is then illustrated by the photos the investigator snaps of her and the old man playing paddy cakes, and shows to her husband, Roger Rabbit, who becomes VERY upset that his wife would do that with another "man".

Considering how this was a children's movie for adults to enjoy. I would say Jessica was probably a bit of a whore. It's all implied, i think.

The song was sung by Amy Irving, the wife of Hollywood film director, Steven Spielberg, not by Kathleen Turner who only voiced Jessica's speaking parts.

Hot version of this song. Very hot cartoon character - a little too hot for Disney but hey, hasn't Disney become the kings of sexualizing female cartoon characters?!


Amy Irving (Jessica Rabbit)
youtube.com/watch?v=yy5THitqPBw


" Why Don't You Do Right"

You had plenty money in nineteen twenty-two
You let other women make a fool of you
Why don't you do right like some other men do?
Get out of here, get me some money too

You're sittin' down wonderin' what it's all about
You ain't got no money that will put you out
Why don't you do right like some other men do?
Get out of here, get me some money too

If you had prepared twenty years ago
You wouldn't be wanderin' now from door to door
Why don't you do right like some other men do?
Get out of here, get me some money too

Why don't you do right like some other men do...?



Paddy cakes
youtube.com/watch?v=fdsZCxXV8TE



Famous Jessica Rabbit scene ("I'm not bad, i'm just drawn that way.") ("I'll do anything for my husband.")
youtube.com/watch?v=XAnNvnViJpo



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=vCTraqy87Js

" There She Goes Again "

There she goes again
She's out on the streets again
She's down on her knees, my friend
But you know she'll never ask you please again

Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes
She won't take it from just any guy, what can you do
You see her walkin' on down the street
Look at all your friends she's gonna meet
You better hit her

There she goes again
She's knocked out on her feet again
She's down on her knees, my friend
But you know she'll never ask you please again

Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes
Like a bird, you know she would fly, what can you do
You see her walkin' on down the street
Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet
You better hit her

Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes
Like a bird, you know she will fly, fly, fly away
See her walking on down the street
Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet

She's gonna bawl and shout
She's gonna work it
She's gonna work it out, bye bye
Bye bye baby
All right

Writer: LOU REED

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=mYP-fL8ndmI

" Winter Lady "

Trav'ling lady, stay awhile
Until the night is over.
I'm just a station on your way,
I know I'm not your lover.
Well I lived with a child of snow
When I was a soldier,
And I fought every man for her
Until the nights grew colder.

She used to wear her hair like you
Except when she was sleeping,
And then she'd weave it on a loom
Of smoke and gold and breathing.

And why are you so quiet now
Standing there in the doorway?
You chose your journey long before
You came upon this highway.

Traveling lady stay awhile
Until the night is over.
I'm just a station on your way,
I know I'm not your lover.

Writer: LEONARD COHEN


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=qwaSQfdmhM8

"4th Time Around"

When she said
"Don't waste your words, they're just lies",
I cried she was deaf
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes
Then saying, "What else you got left"

It was then that I got up to leave
But she said, "Don't forget
Everybody must give something back
For something they get".

I stood there and hummed
I tapped on her drum and asked her, "How come?"
And she buttoned her boot
And straightened her suit
Then she said, "Don't get cute"
So I forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum.

She threw me outside
I stood in the dirt where everyone walked
But when finding out I'd
Forgotten my shirt
I went back and knocked
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it
And I tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
That leaned up against ...

Her Jamaican rum
And when she did come, I asked her for some
She said, "No dear"
I said, "Your words are not clear
You'd better spit out your gum"
She screamed till her face got so red
Then she fell on the floor
And I covered her up and then
Thought I'd go look through her drawer.
And when I was through
I filled up my shoe
And brought it to you

And you, you took me in
You loved me then
You didn't waste time
And I, I never took much
I never asked for your crutch
Now don't ask for mine.


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=VaH2Pm_8Sr4

" Stray Cat Blues "

I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs
I know you ain't no scare-eyed-honey
There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs
But it ain't no hanging matter
Ain't no capital crime

I can see you're only fifteen years old
but I don't want your I.D.
You look so restless and you're so far from home
But you know it's uh... ain't no hanging matter
Ain't no capital crime

Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh yeah, i know uh...
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
I bet your mama didn't know you scream like that
Yes she didn't know you could fight like that

You look so weird and you're so far from home
But you don't really miss your mother
Don't look so scared, I'm no mad-brained bear
But ain't no hanging matter
You know it ain't no, ain't no capital crime, oh....yea

Solo

You say, you got a friend, she's wilder than you
Why don't you bring her on upstairs
If she's so wild she can join in too
Well, it ain't no hanging matter
It ain't no capital crime Oh Oh

Ain't no capital crime
Come on

Songwriters
JAGGER/RICHARDS

Babe,
xoxo



Read more: Johnny Winter - Stray Cat Blues Lyrics | MetroLyrics

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=_1a_nXU4jX8

"Patricia The Stripper"

Dennis is a menace with his "anyone for tennis?"
And beseeching me to come and keep the score...
And Maud saya "Oh Lord! I'm so terribly bored!"
I really can't stand it anymore...

I'm going out to dinner, with a gorgeous singer,
To a little place I've found down by the quay;
Her name is Patricia, she calls herself Delicia,
And the reason isn't very hard to see...

She says God made her a sinner just to keep fat men thinner,
As they tumble down in heaps before her feet.
They hang around in groups like battle-weary troops,
One can often see them queue right down the street...
You see Patricia, or Delicia, not only is a singer
She also removes all her clothing...
For Patricia is the best stripper in town,

And with a swing of her hips she started to strip,
To tremendous applause she took off her drawers,
And with a lick of her lips she undid all the clips,
Threw it all in the air, and everyone stared,
And as the last piece of clothing fell to the floor,
The police were banging on the door,
On a Saturday night, in nineteen twenty-four...

Take it away boys!

But poor Patricia was arrested and everyone detested,
The manner in which she was exposed,
And later on in court, well, everybody thought
A summer run in jail would be proposed,

But the judge said, "Patricia, Or may I say, Delicia,
The facts of this case lie before me...
Case dismissed ... this girl was in her working clothes!!"

And with a swing of her hips, she started to strip,
To tremendous applause she took off her drawers,
And with a lick of her lips she undid all her clips,
Threw it all in the air, and everyone stared,
And as the last piece of clothing fell to the floor,
The police were yelling out for more!!!
On a Saturday night in nineteen twenty-four...
On a Saturday night in nineteen twenty-four...



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=KgIwcXGtKgI


" Hair of the Dog "

Heart breaker, soul shaker
I've been told about you
Steamroller, midnight stroller
What they've been saying must be true
Red hot Mama
Velvet charmer
Time's come to pay your dues

Now you're messin' with a
A son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch

Talkin' jivey, poison ivy
You ain't gonna cling to me
Man taker, born faker
I ain't so blind I can't see
Red hot Mama
Velvet charmer
Time's come to pay your dues

Now you're messin' with a
A son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch



Songwriters: Bonnie Dobson / Tim Rose



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

I think every stripper in the world has danced to this tune.


youtube.com/watch?v=lzqzfpyPiKU


"You Can Leave Your Hat On"

Baby, take off your coat...real slow
and take off your shoes, I'll take your shoes
Baby, take off your dress
Yes, yes, yes
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on

Go on over there and turn on the light...hey, all the lights
Come over here and stand on this chair...yea, that's right
Raise your arms up in to the air...now, shake 'em
You give me a reason to live
You give me a reason to live
You give me a reason to live

Suspicious minds keep talking
They're tryin' to tear us apart
They don't believe in this love of mine
The don't know what love

They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
Well, I know what love is
Sweet darling

You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
Baby
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on



Composer: Randy Newman



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=bLnRj9jUD3o

I couldn't find the full version which includes the first 4 lines of text.
So, i took out my CD and uploaded the song to my youtube channel. Nice, eh?


" Me So Horny "

What'll we get for ten dollars?
Everything you want
Everything?
Everything

Ooh, don't do that, baby, hold on this
Oh, sock it to me

Me so horny, me so horny, me so horny
Me love you long time

Sittin' at home with my dick on hard
So I got the black book for a freak to call
Picked up the telephone, then dialed the 7 digits
Said, "Yo, this Marquis, baby, are you down with it?"

I arrived at her house, knocked on the door
Not having no idea of what the night had in store
I'm like a dog in heat, a freak without warnin'
I have an appetite for sex, 'cause me so horny

Me so horny, me so horny, me so horny
Me love you long time

Girls, always ask me, why I fuck so much
I say, what's wrong, baby doll, with a quick nut?
'Cause you're the one, and you shouldn't be mad
I won't tell your mama, if you don't tell your dad

I know, he'll be disgusted when he sees your pussy busted
Won't your mama be so mad if she knew I got that ass?
I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warnin'
My appetite is sex, 'cause me so horny

Me so horny, me so horny, me so horny
Me love you long time

You can say, I'm desperate, even call me perverted
But you say, I'm a dog when I leave you fucked and deserted
I'll play with your heart just like it's a game
I'll be blowin' your mind, while you're blowin' my brains

I'm just like that man they call, Georgie Puddin' Pie
I fuck all the girls and I make 'em cry
I'm like a dog in heat, a freak without warnin'
I have an appetite for sex, 'cause me so horny

Me so horny, me so horny, me so horny
Me love you long time

What are we gonna do
Oh, sock it to me

It's true, you were a virgin until you met me
I was the first to make you hot and wetty-wetty
You tell your parents that we're goin' out
Never to the movies, just straight to my house

You said it yourself, you like it like I do
Put your lips on my dick, and suck my asshole too
I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warnin'
My appetite is sex, 'cause me so horny

Me so horny, me so horny, me so horny
Me love you long time

Fuckie suckie, fuckie suckie, me fuckie suckie
Fuckie suckie, fuckie suckie, me fuckie suckie
Fuckie suckie, suckie, me fuckie suckie
Fuckie suckie, suckie, me fuckie suckie
Fuckie suckie, fuckie suckie

Me so horny, me so horny, me so horny
Me love you long time
Me fuckie suckie, fuckie suck, fuckie suckie
Me so horny

Writers:
2 Live Crew = Luther Campbell, David Hobbs, Mark Ross, Chris Wongwon



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=N1r7_wG-k0c

" The Fuck Shop "

"I know a place just down there two streets.
Baby, they'll ask you no questions and give you clean sheets!"

(gong noise)

[Luke]:WELCOME TO THE FUCK SHOP!

Vesre 1: [Fresh Kid Ice]
There's only one place where we can go
Where the price is right just to fuck a ho
It's always popular with the girls and the guys
'Cause for all my money, it's the best buy
Ten dollars, two hours is the time of the stay
It's more than enough time to slay
Each room has a bed and also a sink
So you can wash your dick after fucking the pink
But be careful of the things that you use
Cause you can get arrested for sex abuse
So as you hit the door and the panties drop,
Whole lot of suckin' and fuckin' at the Fuck Shop!

Verse 2:
Please come inside, make yourself at home
I want to fuck, 'cause my dick's on bone
You little whore behind closed doors
You would drink my cum and nothing more
Now spread your wings open for the flight
Let me fill you up with something milky and white
'Cause I'm hopin' to slay you, rough and painful
You innocent bitch, don't be shameful
Bring out the ice cubes and the hot water
This is the second half, and not the second quarter
I'll fuck you 'till you sleep; you'll sleep like a baby
And in your dreams, you'll say I'm crazy
In the Fuck Shop!

[Luke] (squeaky voice): YOU'RE IN THE FUCK SHOP, BABEEEE!I WANNA SEE YOU FREAK!!

Verse 3: [Luke]
In the Fuck Shop! That's where it's at!
In the Fuck Shop! The place to splat!
In the Fuck Shop! Where all the boys go!
In the Fuck Shop! Fuckin' all the hoes!

(gong noise)

[Luke]: THANK YOU FOR FUCKIN' AT THE FUCK SHOP!!



[B]Babe,
xoxo

[lust4love]

I listen to a lot of jazz and I spent a large part of my teens watching the Blues Brothers (over and over again) and there for I like to add Minnie the Moocher to the list.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZ5gCGJorKk


Minnie The Moocher

Folks, here's a story about Minnie the Moocher
She was a lowdown hoochie coocher
She was the roughest, toughest frail
But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale

Hidee hidee hidee hi
Hode hode hode ho
Hee dee hee dee hee dee hee
A hidee hidee hidee ho

She messed around with a bloke named Smoky
She loved him though he was cokey
He took her down to Chinatown
And he showed her how to kick the gong around

Hidee hidee hidee hi
Whoah
Hee dee hee dee hee dee hee
A hidee hidee hidee ho

She had a dream about the King of Sweden
He gave her things that she was needin'
He gave her a home built of gold and steel
A diamond car with platinum wheels

Hidee hidee hidee hidee hidee hidee hi
Hodee hodee hodee hodee hodee oh
Scurlivou scurlivou scurlivou rlivourlivu
Setetetete raburlutu scetete raburlutu toy

He gave her his townhouse and his racing horses
Each meal she ate was a dozen courses
She had a million dollars worth of nickels and dimes
She sat around and counted them all a million times

Hidee hidee hidee hi
Hooh whoaa oh oh whoa
Hidee hidee hidee hi

Poor Min, Poor Min, Poor Min

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=GEHvgLU5XGg

" Take it Off "

[Verse 1]
Well my mind is getting dirty
Yeah around eleven thirty, uh huh
I want to watch some asses shaking
To the noise the boys are making, uh huh
Ooh, so I hop into my car
Hit the local titty bar, uh huh
Because that's my kind of situation
When I need some perspiration, uh huh
I do my one-step shopping for the girl of my dreams
Because I can always be sure
That she's as good as she seems

[Chorus]
Take it off, give it to me
Take it off, like you'd do me
I want to see what's inside
Because you got nothing to hide
Take it off, pretty baby
Take it off, drive me crazy
You know you make me so hot
I want to see what you got
Take it off, yeah!

[Verse 2]
Wave your panties in the air
Lick your lips and shake your hair, uh huh
Ooh, when you spread a little oil
Yeah, my blood begins to boil, uh huh
Yeah, it's so hard to choose
When you all look so fine
But I got nothing to lose
But my money and my mind

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Ooh, move your sweet body closer
(I want to be alone with you)
Yeah, come on and be my fantasy
(there's so much you and I could do)
Oh, you're so near I can taste you
(you're teasing me, yeah you're pleasing me)
(Ahh) I know you're dancing just for me
Just for me, just for me

[Outro]
Take it off, pretty baby
Take it off, drive me crazy
You know you make me so hot
I want to see what you got pretty baby
Take it off, give it to me
Like you'd do me
Girl, you got nothing to hide, now lemme see what's inside
Take it off! Take it, take it, take it off! Yeah!



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=3wJIA-4Ysm8

" For The Love Of Money "

Money, money, money, money, money

Some people got to have it
Some people really need it
Listen to me y'all, do things
Do things, do things, do bad things with it

You wanna do things, do things
Do things, good things with it
Talk about cash money, money
Talk about cash money
Dollar bills, y'all come on, now

For the love of money
People will steal from their mother
For the love of money
People will rob their own brother
For the love of money
People can't even walk the street
Because they'll never know
Who in the world they're gonna beat
For that lean, oh mean, mean green
Almighty dollar, That's money

For the love of money
People will lie, Lord, they will cheat
For the love of money
People don't care who they hurt or beat
For the love of money
A woman will sell her precious body
For a small piece of paper
it carries a lot of weight
For that lean, mean, mean, mean, mean green
Almighty dollar
Talkin' 'bout

I know money is the root of all evil
Do funny things to some people
Give me a nickel, brother can you spare a dime
Money can drive some people out of their minds

For the love of money. No good, no good, no good
For the love of money. Don't sell your soul for the money. No no
For the love of money. Lay down. Lay down, women will.

sax solo

Money is the root of all the evil
Do funny things to some people
Give me a nickel, brother can you spare a dime
Money can drive some people out of their minds

For the love of money. Got to have it. I really need it
For the love of money. Give it up. Give it up. Give it up, yea. Got to have it
For the love of money. Some people really need it.
For the love of money. Give me. Give me. Give me cash money.
For the love of money. I need. I need.
For the love of money. Give me. Give me. Give me. Give me.
For the love of money.
For the love of money.

For the love of money. How many things have I heard you say
For the love of money. Don't let it..don't let that money rule you.
For the love of money. How many things have I heard you say
Don't let it..don't let...don't let it...don't let money fool you.

For the love of money. Got to have it.
I really need it. really need it

Trumpet solo
Don't do it. Don't do it.
Right now, save your soul. Save your soul. Don't sell it,
for that mean mean, mean, mean green.

People know their money. Don't let money take you
Almighty dollar
Keep on tellin' you
People know their money. Don't let money take you.
Almighty dollar.

Changin' up your mind

Etc, etc



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

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youtube.com/watch?v=diUkiTs1gxM

"The song tells the fictional tale of a fishmonger who plied her trade on the streets of Dublin, but who died young, of a fever. In the late 20th century a legend grew up that there was a historical Molly, who lived in the 17th century. She is typically represented as a hawker by day and part-time prostitute by night." ~Wikipedia




" Molly Malone "

In Dublin's Fair City
Where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheel'd her wheel barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o!

Chorus
Alive, alive o!, alive, alive o!
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o!

She was a fishmonger
But sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they each wheel'd their barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o!

Chorus

She died of a fever
And no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o!

Chorus

Written by: James Yorkston / Edmund Forman
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[gmb]

Nico - Chelsea Girls:

'Dear Ingrid's found her lick,
She's turned another trick...'

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Nico - Chelsea Girls:

'Dear Ingrid's found her lick,
She's turned another trick...'



Hi gmb,

Nice song :dancing:
It would have been better to have posted the music AND all the lyrics, though. Lazy!

I'll do it for you - THIS TIME - lol


youtube.com/watch?v=GCAAm5RNx8A

"Chelsea Girls"

Here's Room 506
It's enough to make you sick
Bridget's all wrapped up in foil
You wonder if she can uncoil.

Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls

Here's Room 115
Filled with S & M queens
Magic marker row
You wonder just high they go.

Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls

Here's Pope dear Ondine
Rona's treated him so mean
She wants another scene
She wants to be a human being.

Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls

Pepper she's having fun
She thinks she's some man's son
Her perfect loves don't last
Her future died in someone's past.

Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls

Dear Ingrid's found her lick
She's turned another trick
Her treats and times revolve
She's got problems to be solved

Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls

Poor Mary, she's uptight
She can't turn out her light
She rolled Susan in a ball
And now she can't see her at all

Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls

Dropout, she's in a fix,
Amphetamine has made her sick
White powder in the air
She's got no bones and can't be scared

Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls

Here comes Johnny Bore,
He collapsed on the floor
They shot him up with milk
And when he died sold him for silk

Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls

Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls





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[lust4love]

More jazz!

Originally from the musical The New Yorkers, by Cole Porter, Love for Sale is sung by a prostitute advertising different kinds of love ("Old love, new love, every love but true love"). At the time (early 30's) it was considered so provocative that it was banned from the radio, yet it still it became a hit and quickly became a "jazz standard" and later was one of the around 300 songs included in the Great American Songbook.

Here it is, arranged by the german composer, arranger and band leader Peter Herbolzheimer, performed by Marjorie Barnes.

Marjorie Barnes - Love for Sale - YouTube (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2YZRkFHs-Jo)




Love for Sale
Love for sale, appetizing young love for sale
Love that's fresh and still unspoiled
Love that's only slightly soiled, love for sale

Who will buy? Who would like to sample my supply?
Who's prepared to pay the price, for a trip to paradise?
Love for sale

Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way
I know every type of love better far than they
If you want the thrill of love, I've been through the mill of love
Old love, new love every love but true love

Love for sale, advertising young love for sale
If you want to buy my wares follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale

Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way
I know every type of love better far than they
If you want the thrill of love, I've been through the mill of love
Old love, new love every love but true love

Love for sale, appetizing young love for sale
If you want to buy my wares follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale, love for sale, love for sale

[wearboots4me]

youtube.com/watch?v=bAzjVdD06z8 (http://youtube.com/watch?v=bAzjVdD06z8)

"Strange Kind Of Woman" (A song about a TS escort from LONG ago)





One of my all time faves. Dahilia, how do you know it's about a TS girl?

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi wearboots4me,

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Because i said so!!
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No, seriously, i've always thought it was about a tranny because she's called a strange kind of woman. Also because "her face was nothing fancy". That alone makes me think of that era, back in the early 70s, and how strange a tranny probably was at that time.

As a matter of fact, Ian Gillan, talks about what the song is about.
http://www.gillan.com/wordography-29.html
still, there are not too many rock stars who would publicly admit to being attracted to a tranny. So, his explanation might still be shrouded in some form of denial or embarrassment. Who knows for certain?

What makes a prostitute a "strange kind of woman", anyway? http://www.merc.ca/vbulletin/images/smilies/scratch_chin.gif
And how could she have been so successful if "her face was nothing fancy".

My favorite version of the song is from Made In Japan. I love that middle section duo with Blackmore's guitar and Gillan's voice.

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[Plaything]

Warrior Soul

Junky Stripper

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZvkEuVE4r5s

Yeah everybody needs one

That's a band you don't here too much about. I toured with them back in the 90's. They were a part of a slightly misguided billing including The Sisters and PE.

Partying with Kory Was fun.

Suspect that Flood and Flood 11 by The Sisters are both about working girls - Andrew lived by Hamburg Docks, at the time of writing, just off Reeperbahn.

'sitting here now, in this bar - for hours
While strange men rent strange flowers
Seconds to the drop - but it feels like hours
And I think I'm going to flood'

Apologies for lack of link but I'm using the wrong tech.

[TempestTS]

That's a band you don't here too much about. I toured with them back in the 90's. They were a part of a slightly misguided billing including The Sisters and PE.

Partying with Kory Was fun.

Suspect that Flood and Flood 11 by The Sisters are both about working girls - Andrew lived by Hamburg Docks, at the time of writing, just off Reeperbahn.

'sitting here now, in this bar - for hours
While strange men rent strange flowers
Seconds to the drop - but it feels like hours
And I think I'm going to flood'

Apologies for lack of link but I'm using the wrong tech.

Awesome - planning on doing a few musical things with Kory if he ever gets his ass back to the states -- he's deffinately a damage case but I find that highly attractive in more ways than one- if not I may be UK bound in the near future :)

[Plaything]

Awesome - planning on doing a few musical things with Kory if he ever gets his ass back to the states -- he's deffinately a damage case but I find that highly attractive in more ways than one- if not I may be UK bound in the near future :)

If you get to UK....hit me up x Give Kory my best. I'll pm my real name.

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

This cowboy loves his horse.
youtube.com/watch?v=rSqcxFGFVas
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This cowboy loves his whores.
youtube.com/watch?v=lX8GG3dnsp8


" Back In The Saddle Again "

[Chorus]
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again

[Verse 1]
Riding into town alone
By the light of the moon
I'm looking for ole' Sukie Jones
She crazy horse saloon
Barkeep give me a drink
That's when she caught my eye
She turned to give me a wink
That'd make a grown man cry

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Umm...come easy, go easy
Alright until the rising sun
I'm calling all the shots tonight
I'm like a loaded gun
Peeling off my boots and chaps
I'm saddle sore
Four bits gets you time in the racks
I scream for more
Fools and gold out of their mines
The girls are soaking wet
No tongue's drier than mine
I'll come when I get back

[Chorus]
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm riding, I'm loading up my pistol
I'm riding, I really got a fistful
I'm riding, I'm shining up my saddle
I'm riding, this snake is going to rattle

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Riding high[x2]
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[gmb]

Can blow-up dolls be considered sex workers?
If so, then:
'In Every Dream Home A Heartache' by Roxy Music.

[Plaything]

Can blow-up dolls be considered sex workers?
If so, then:
'In Every Dream Home A Heartache' by Roxy Music.

Genius. On every level.

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi Plaything,

Hmm, well just ask yourself - when it picks up the telephone to answer your call to arrange the date, how does it;s voice sound?...where do you go to meet your blow up doll?... how much do you donate to it?...and...never mind, you WEIRDO, lol.
Are blow up dolls sex workers?!! TSK!! My gosh. YOU silly nut.

youtube.com/watch?v=LRRLTxIxNtM

youtube.com/watch?v=FCsJxMc5R_E


" Love is the Drug "

T'ain't no big thing
To wait for the bell to ring
T'ain't no big thing
The toll of the bell
Aggravated, spare for days
I troll downtown the red light place
Jump up bubble up, what's in store
Love is the drug and I need to score
Showing out, showing out, hit and run
Boy meets girl where the beat goes on
Stitched up tight, can't shake free
Love is the drug, got a hook on me

Oh oh catch that buzz
Love is the drug I'm thinking of
Oh oh can't you see
Love is the drug for me
Oh oh

Late that night I park my car
Stake my place in the singles bar
Face to face, toe to toe
Heart to heart as we hit the floor
Lumber up, limbo down
The locked embrace, the stumble 'round
I say go, she say yes
Dim the lights, you can guess the rest

Oh oh catch that buzz
Love is the drug I'm thinking of
Oh oh can't you see
Love is the drug, got a hook in me
Oh oh catch that buzz
Love is the drug I'm thinking of
Oh oh can't you see
Love is the drug for me
Oh oh oh oh oh etc

Oh oh
Love is
Love is
Love is the drug.


Songwriters: MACKAY, ANDREW EDWIN / FERRY, BRYAN
Love Is The Drug lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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[Plaything]

Hi Plaything,

Hmm, well just ask yourself - when it picks up the telephone to answer your call to arrange the date, how does it;s voice sound?...where do you go to meet your blow up doll?... how much do you donate to it?...and...never mind, you WEIRDO, lol.
Are blow up dolls sex workers?!! TSK!! My gosh. YOU silly nut.

youtube.com/watch?v=LRRLTxIxNtM

youtube.com/watch?v=FCsJxMc5R_E


" Love is the Drug "

T'ain't no big thing
To wait for the bell to ring
T'ain't no big thing
The toll of the bell
Aggravated, spare for days
I troll downtown the red light place
Jump up bubble up, what's in store
Love is the drug and I need to score
Showing out, showing out, hit and run
Boy meets girl where the beat goes on
Stitched up tight, can't shake free
Love is the drug, got a hook on me

Oh oh catch that buzz
Love is the drug I'm thinking of
Oh oh can't you see
Love is the drug for me
Oh oh

Late that night I park my car
Stake my place in the singles bar
Face to face, toe to toe
Heart to heart as we hit the floor
Lumber up, limbo down
The locked embrace, the stumble 'round
I say go, she say yes
Dim the lights, you can guess the rest

Oh oh catch that buzz
Love is the drug I'm thinking of
Oh oh can't you see
Love is the drug, got a hook in me
Oh oh catch that buzz
Love is the drug I'm thinking of
Oh oh can't you see
Love is the drug for me
Oh oh oh oh oh etc

Oh oh
Love is
Love is
Love is the drug.


Songwriters: MACKAY, ANDREW EDWIN / FERRY, BRYAN
Love Is The Drug lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Loooove Roxy Music...So sharp. And I guarantee that in a corner of Satan's whorehouse...someone is paying to fuck a piece of inflatable kink.

But not me.

Just digging the idea.

X

[gmb]

Genius. On every level.
Me, or the song?

[Plaything]

Me, or the song?

Weelllll...

I was going with the song, and Roxy generally.

But you clearly have outstanding and eclectic taste.

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi gmb and Plaything,

And here i was thinking that genius comment was directed at me because i'm such a genius and all.


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youtube.com/watch?v=qwyWwVUg1fE

"Solid Gold Easy Action" (Ok, this one is a about a transsexual prostitute)

(Heh heh heh)
(Heh heh heh)

Life is the same
And it always will be
Easy as picking foxes from a tree
(Heh heh heh)

But I can't get no satisfaction
All I want is easy action
(Heh heh heh)
(Heh heh heh)

A stud is a lamb
With the thoughts of a tiger
(Heh heh heh)

Who moves like a cat
And knows how to ride her
(Heh heh heh)

But I can't get no satisfaction
All I want is easy action, baby
(Heh heh heh)

Stroll on
I can't get no satisfaction
All I want is easy action
(Heh heh heh)
(Heh heh heh)

A woman from the east with her headlights shining
(Heh heh heh)
Eased my pain and stopped my crying
(Heh heh heh)

But I can't get no satisfaction
All I want is easy action, baby
(Heh heh heh)
(Heh heh heh)

And all my hair will keep her smiling
With my wondrous walk and my telephone dialing
But I can't get no satisfaction
All I want is easy action, baby
(Heh heh heh)
(Heh heh heh)

I know you're shrewd and she's a dude
But all I want is easy action
I know you're shrewd and she's a dude
But all I want is easy action
I know you're shrewd and she's a dude
But all I want is easy action, baby
(Heh heh heh)

Stroll on
(Heh heh heh)
(Heh heh heh)
(Heh heh heh)
(Heh heh heh)
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[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kUXsjzvm3tY (youtube.com/watch?v=kUXsjzvm3tY)

"Baby Boomerang"

Slim lined sheik faced
Angel of the night
Riding like a cowboy
In the graveyard of the night
New York witch in the dungeon
Of the day
I'm trying to write my novel
But all you do is play

Mince pie dog-eye
Eagle on the wind
I'm searching through this garbage
Looking for a friend
Your uncle with an alligator
Chained to his leg
Dangles you your freedom
Then he offers you his bed

It seems to me to dream
Is something too wild
In Max's Kansas City
You a belladonna child
Riding on the highways
On the gateways to the south
You're talking with your boots
And you're walking with your mouth

Baby Boomerang
Baby Boomerang
You never spike a person
But you always bang the whole gang
Thank you ma'am



Babe,
http://www.merc.ca/vbulletin/images/smilies/lips.gif xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=fMXeZWv6AS0

" Mississippi Queen "

Mississippi Queen, if you know what I mean
Mississippi Queen, She taught me everything
Went down around Vicksburg, around Louisiana way
Where lived the Cajun Lady, aboard the Mississippi Queen
You know she was a dancer. She moved better on wine

While the rest of them dudes were gettin' their kicks
Buddy, I beg your pardon, I was gettin' mine

Mississippi Queen, If you know what I mean
Mississippi Queen, She taught me everything
This lady she asked me, if I would be her man
You know that I told her, I'd do what I can
To keep her lookin' pretty, buy her dresses that shine

While the rest of them dudes were makin' their bread
Boy, I beg your pardon, I was losin' mine

Guitar solo

You know she was a dancer. She moved better on wine
While the rest of them dudes were gettin' their kicks
Boy, I beg your pardon, I was gettin' mine

Yeah, Mississippi Queen



Babe,
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[Plaything]

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"Baby Boomerang"

Slim lined sheik faced
Angel of the night
Riding like a cowboy
In the graveyard of the night
New York witch in the dungeon
Of the day
I'm trying to write my novel
But all you do is play

Mince pie dog-eye
Eagle on the wind
I'm searching through this garbage
Looking for a friend
Your uncle with an alligator
Chained to his leg
Dangles you your freedom
Then he offers you his bed

It seems to me to dream
Is something too wild
In Max's Kansas City
You a belladonna child
Riding on the highways
On the gateways to the south
You're talking with your boots
And you're walking with your mouth

Baby Boomerang
Baby Boomerang
You never spike a person
But you always bang the whole gang
Thank you ma'am


First band I truly loved...first posters on my wall...and this is a tuuuune.

Genius :-)

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Alright there you Plaything, you,

Who is the genuis this time, me or Marc Bolan?

Babe,
xoxo

[Plaything]

You can take it.

Marc no longer needs any accolade.

RIP Bopping Elf

:-(

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi Plaything,

I won't take it! It has to be given to me.

Do you know about Rolan Bolan? That's Marc Bolan's only son.
He's been trying to make a name for himself on the music scene for years, but it doesn't seem to be working.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=89T6XXDORAE (youtube.com/watch?v=89T6XXDORAE)
I think he needs to make more of a fashion statement to be as popular as his late, great, dad. Rolan is kind of plain and a little boring and maybe a bit unsure of himself.

Babe,
xoxo

[Plaything]

Bolan was none of those things...I know a couple of people who worked with him.

I hereby annoint you 'Genius'

Wear it well

X

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Bolan was none of those things...



Hi Plaything,

To which Bolan are you referring, Marc or Rolan?

Marc was awesome, full of charisma, style etc.
Rolan is not (or has not been) putting enough effort into this career, image-wise, i think.

He needs to really stand out, if he wants to "stand out".
Big shoes to fill, of course, when walking in Marc's shoes and singing Marc's songs.

I wish he'd be more famous after all the trouble he had getting his Bolan namesake birthright, as he and his mom had to fight for that in the courts.

When he finally gets the name, he walks on stage looking and sounding like the guy next door.

Too bad. Rolan seems like a very nice guy.
But, when i look at his face, i see and feel...his self doubt.
It's as if he was encouraged by his mom to pursue fame in music only because of the Bolan/T-Rex legacy.

I really wish he'd step up the the mic and be a little more rock star-ish.

The genius of Marc might be deep within Rolan.
Rolan might be too afraid to look within himself for his genius-quality for fear the media will bash him for trying to be like Marc, too much.
He and Mickey Finn even had a T-Rex band.

Babe,
xoxo

[gmb]

A cold dose of reality:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpTluKMgVjQ

[Ecstatic]

One of my favorite songs on this theme was by Buffy St. Marie back in 1973. I couldn't find a recorded version online, but it's a fast-paced number which featured Dr. John, Dan Fogelberg, Reggie Young, Norbert Putnam and the Memphis Horns.

Sweet, Fast Hooker Blues

She come swingin on outa the motel room
Lookin like she just got paid
There's a bald man sittin on the side of the bed
Ya know he lookin like he just got made
She's a hard workin lady and she satisfy
Think it up Baby we can give it a try
Only one thing before you drop on by
Get me som'n to relax my mind

Once I had a beat out walkin the street
But it was gobblin up my shoes
Then I met a fella gonna set me up better
Now I got these cocaine blues
So count your money honey count your changes
Som'n on your mind boy get it arranged
Any little thing so long as I can exchange it for
Som'n to relax my mind

Now Baby made a home in the heart of the South
Lookin for a change of luck
Sister made a home in the heart of a man
Hookin for an easy buck
Now I'm the kinda girl to make your temperature twirl
Come on up Baby we can give it a whirl
Only one thing you got to get your girl, get me
Som'n to relax my mind

She come swingin on outa the motel room
Lookin like she just got paid
There's a bald man sittin on the side of the bed
Ya know he lookin like he just got made
She's a hard workin lady and she satisfy
Think it up Baby we can give it a try
Only one thing before ya drop on by get me
Som'n to relax my mind
Yeah yeah yeah

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

One of my favorite songs on this theme was by Buffy St. Marie back in 1973. I couldn't find a recorded version online, but it's a fast-paced number which featured Dr. John, Dan Fogelberg, Reggie Young, Norbert Putnam and the Memphis Horns.



youtube.com/watch?v=NAcLxXKV-6o


"Sweet, Fast Hooker Blues "

She comes swingin' on outta the motel room
Lookin' like she just got paid
There's a bald man sittin' on the side of the bed
Ya know he's lookin' like he just got made
She's a hard workin' lady and she satisfies
Think it up Baby we can give it a try
Only one thing before you drop on by
Get me som'n to relax my mind

Once I had a beat out walkin' the street
But it was gobblin' up my shoes
Then I met a fella gonna set me up better
Now I got these cocaine blues
So count your money honey count your change
Som'n on your mind boy get it arranged
Any little thing so long as I can exchange it for
Som'n to relax my mind

Now Baby made a home in the heart of the South
Lookin' for a change of luck
Sister made a home in the heart of a man
Hookin' for an easy buck
Now I'm the kinda girl to make your temperature twirl
Come on up Baby we can give it a whirl
Only one thing you got to get your girl, get me
Som'n to relax my mind

She comes swingin' on outta the motel room
Lookin' like she just got paid
There's a bald man sittin on the side of the bed
Ya know he's lookin' like he just got made
She's a hard workin' lady and she satisfies
Think it up Baby we can give it a try
Only one thing before ya drop on by get me
Som'n to relax my mind
Yeah yeah yeah




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[Tapatio]

... looking for my street corner girl.

A little Zeppelin, in case it hasn't been posted already.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5jH1WVKol1g



Tapatio Dude Oitapat

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi Tapatio

Thanks, but yes. It's been posted, already, by another member. in the earlier pages

Try again.

Before posting a song, do a search for the song title and artist using the HU search feature to verify if a song has already been posted.


Babe,
xoxo

[maxpower]

... looking for my street corner girl.

A little Zeppelin, in case it hasn't been posted already.



One of the best B-sides ever recorded.

[Tapatio]

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(FONT="Comic Sans MS" mods?)

Before posting a song, do a search for the song title and artist using the HU search feature to verify if a song has already been posted.


Lololol. I'll get right on that.

I'm not looking for Lou, either.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3E5YIP-DvU

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi Tapatio,

"There She Goes Again" was already posted in the thread.

Pay attention, lol

Try again with the search function. There are lots of tunes in this thread.

Babe
xoxo

[maxpower]

Um, I don't think it's a case of Tapatio not understanding the search function...I'm pretty sure he just doesn't give a rat's ass. So what if a song gets double-posted here and there?

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=VfthrizXKOM

"Lady Madonna"

Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet
Who finds the money? When you pay the rent?
Did you think that money was Heaven sent?
Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creep in like a nun
Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlace
See how they run

Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
Wonder how you manage to feed the rest

See how they run

Lady Madonna, lying on the bed
Listen to the music playing in your head

Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stockings needed mending
See how they run

Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet

Babe,
xoxo



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[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=3ppiohVRZ0s

"Queer"

Hey boy, take a look at me
Let me dirty up your mind
I'll strip away your hard veneer
And see what I can find

The queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The coldest of the cool
The lamest of the lame
The numbest of the dumb
I hate to see you here
You choke behind a smile
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queer

This is what he pays me for
I'll show you how it's done
You learn to love the pain you feel
Like father like son

The queerest of the queer
Hide inside your head
The blindest of the blind
The deadest of the dead
You're hungry cause you starve
While holding back the tears
Choking on your smile
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queer

I know what's good for you (You can touch me if you want)
I know you're dying to (You can touch me if you want)
I know what's good for you (You can touch me if you want)
But you can't stop

The queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The coldest of the cool
The lamest of the lame
The numbest of the dumb
I hate to see you here
You choke behind a smile
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The coldest of the cool
You're nothing special here
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queer

I know what's good for you
I know you're dying to
I know what's good for you
I bet you're dying to
You can touch me if you want
You can touch me if you want
You can touch me
You can touch me
But you can't stop.

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=l3LFML_pxlY

"The Boxer"

I am just a poor boy.
Though my story's seldom told,
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocketful of mumbles,
Such are promises
All lies and jest
Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest.

When I left my home
And my family,
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station,
Running scared,
Laying low,
Seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go,
Looking for the places
Only they would know.

Lie-la-lie...

Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job,
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores
On Seventh Avenue
I do declare,
There were times when I was so
lonesome
I took some comfort there.

Lie-la-lie...

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone,
Going home
Where the New York City winters
Aren't bleeding me,
Leading me,
Going home.

In the clearing stands a boxer,
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
And cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
But the fighter still remains

Lie-la-lie...





Babe,
http://www.merc.ca/vbulletin/images/smilies/lips.gif xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Page 1
Jethro Tull - Cross Eyed Mary
The Police - Roxanne
The Beatles - Day Tripper
Warrior Soul - Junky Stripper
Foster and Allen - Nancy Myles
Frank Zappa - Teenage Prostitute (studio version)
Deep Purple - Strange Kind Of Woman
The GODZ - Candy's going Bad
Leadbelly (and wife) - House of the Rising Sun

Page 2
Reba McEntire - Fancy
KISS - Black Diamond
Donna Summer - Bad Girls
AC/DC - What Do You Do For Money?
Tom Waits - Pasties And A G-String
From Les Misérable - I Dreamed A Dream; Lovely Ladies; Fantine's Arrest
Stella Zine - Sex Workers' Union

Page 3
Led Zeppelin - Heart breaker; Living Loving Maid (She's Just a Woman)
Queen - Killer Queen
Styx - Suite: Madame Blue
David Lee Roth - Yankee Rose
Zodiac Mindwarp - Prostitute
Donna Summer - She Works Hard for the Money
The Tubes - She's a Beauty
Deep Purple (Mach 2-b) - Knocking At Your Back Door
The Who - Trick of the Light
Deep Purple (Mach 4) - Lady Luck

Page 4
The Doors - L.A. Woman -
Richard Wagner - Treulich Geführt
Iron Maiden - Charlotte the Harlot
Led Zeppelin - Hey Hey What Can I Do
Alice Cooper - Never Been Sold Before
KISS - Strutter; Firehouse
Nanette Workman - Call Girl
Guns N' Roses - My Michelle

Page 5
Bruce Springsteen - Reno
Iron Maiden - 22 Acacia Avenue
Randy Travis - Three Wooden Crosses
from Jesus Christ Superstar - Strange Things, Mystifying; I Don't Know How To Love Him
Louis Prima - Just a Gigolo
David Lee Roth - Just a Gigolo
Motorhead - Whore House Blues
Frank Zappa - Teenage Prostitute (live version)
Lou Reed - Take a Walk on The Wild Side
ZZ Top - La Grange

Page 6
Bob Seger - Fire Down Below
Tina Turner - Private Dancer
Genesis - The Battle Of Epping Forest
Tom Waits - Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis
Ian Thomas - Painted Ladies
Elton John - Island Girl
Styx - Babe
Julie London - Bye Bye Blackbird
Lalena - Donovan
Lalena - Deep Purple (Mach 1)
Amy Irving/Spielberg (AKA Jessica Rabbit) - Why Don't You Do Right -

Page 7
Velvet Underground- There She Goes Again
Leonard Cohen - Winter Lady
Bob Dylan - 4th Time Around
Johnny Winter - Stray Cat Blues (cover of the Rolling Stones song)
Chris de Burgh - Patricia the Stripper
Nazareth - Hair of the Dog
Joe Cocker - You Can Leave Your Hat On
2 Live Crew - Me So Horny
2 LIve Crew - The Fuck Shop
Cab Caloway - Minnie The Moocher (The Blues Brothers movie version)
KISS -Take It Off

Page 8
The O'Jays - For The Love of Money
The Dubliners - Molly Malone
Nico - Chelsea Girls
Marjorie Barnes - Love For Sale (cover of Cole Porter's song)

Page 9
Aerosmith - Back in the Saddle Again
Roxy Music - Love is the Drug (studio version); And a live version
T-Rex - Solid Gold Easy Action
T-Rex - Baby Boomerang

Page 10
Mountain - Mississippi Queen
Miles Ciletti - Friends (spoken word)
Buffy Sainte-Marie - Sweet, Fast Hooker Blues

Page 11
(Repost of) Led Zeppelin - Hey, Hey What Can I Do?
(Repost of) The Velvet Underground - Here She Goes Again
The Beatles - Lady Madonna
Garbage - Queer
Simon and Garfunkel - The Boxer


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Babe
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Page 1
Jethro Tull - Cross Eyed Mary
The Police - Roxanne
The Beatles - Day Tripper
Warrior Soul - Junky Stripper
Foster and Allen - Nancy Myles
Frank Zappa - Teenage Prostitute (studio version)
Deep Purple - Strange Kind Of Woman
The GODZ - Candy's going Bad
Leadbelly (and wife) - House of the Rising Sun

Page 2
Reba McEntire - Fancy
KISS - Black Diamond
Donna Summer - Bad Girls
AC/DC - What Do You Do For Money?
Tom Waits - Pasties And A G-String
From Les Misérable - I Dreamed A Dream; Lovely Ladies; Fantine's Arrest
Stella Zine - Sex Workers' Union

Page 3
Led Zeppelin - Heart breaker; Living Loving Maid (She's Just a Woman)
Queen - Killer Queen
Styx - Suite: Madame Blue
David Lee Roth - Yankee Rose
Zodiac Mindwarp - Prostitute
Donna Summer - She Works Hard for the Money
The Tubes - She's a Beauty
Deep Purple (Mach 2-b) - Knocking At Your Back Door
The Who - Trick of the Light
Deep Purple (Mach 4) - Lady Luck

Page 4
The Doors - L.A. Woman -
Richard Wagner - Treulich Geführt
Iron Maiden - Charlotte the Harlot
Led Zeppelin - Hey Hey What Can I Do
Alice Cooper - Never Been Sold Before
KISS - Strutter; Firehouse
Nanette Workman - Call Girl
Guns N' Roses - My Michelle

Page 5
Bruce Springsteen - Reno
Iron Maiden - 22 Acacia Avenue
Randy Travis - Three Wooden Crosses
from Jesus Christ Superstar - Strange Things, Mystifying; I Don't Know How To Love Him
Louis Prima - Just a Gigolo
David Lee Roth - Just a Gigolo
Motorhead - Whore House Blues
Frank Zappa - Teenage Prostitute (live version)
Lou Reed - Take a Walk on The Wild Side
ZZ Top - La Grange

Page 6
Bob Seger - Fire Down Below
Tina Turner - Private Dancer
Genesis - The Battle Of Epping Forest
Tom Waits - Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis
Ian Thomas - Painted Ladies
Elton John - Island Girl
Styx - Babe
Julie London - Bye Bye Blackbird
Lalena - Donovan
Lalena - Deep Purple (Mach 1)
Amy Irving/Spielberg (AKA Jessica Rabbit) - Why Don't You Do Right -

Page 7
Velvet Underground- There She Goes Again
Leonard Cohen - Winter Lady
Bob Dylan - 4th Time Around
Johnny Winter - Stray Cat Blues (cover of the Rolling Stones song)
Chris de Burgh - Patricia the Stripper
Nazareth - Hair of the Dog
Joe Cocker - You Can Leave Your Hat On
2 Live Crew - Me So Horny
2 LIve Crew - The Fuck Shop
Cab Caloway - Minnie The Moocher (The Blues Brothers movie version)
KISS -Take It Off

Page 8
The O'Jays - For The Love of Money
The Dubliners - Molly Malone
Nico - Chelsea Girls
Marjorie Barnes - Love For Sale (cover of Cole Porter's song)

Page 9
Aerosmith - Back in the Saddle Again
Roxy Music - Love is the Drug (studio version); And a live version
T-Rex - Solid Gold Easy Action
T-Rex - Baby Boomerang

Page 10
Mountain - Mississippi Queen
Miles Ciletti - Friends (spoken word)
Buffy Sainte-Marie - Sweet, Fast Hooker Blues

Page 11
(Repost of) Led Zeppelin - Hey, Hey What Can I Do?
(Repost of) The Velvet Underground - Here She Goes Again
The Beatles - Lady Madonna
Garbage - Queer
Simon and Garfunkel - The Boxer



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Babe,
xoxo



....

[Ecstatic]

youtube.com/watch?v=NAcLxXKV-6o (http://youtube.com/watch?v=NAcLxXKV-6o)


"Sweet, Fast Hooker Blues "



There it is! Thanks. Another Buffy song, from 1967, has a very suggestive title: "97 men in this here town would give a half a grand in silver just to follow me down."

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi Ecstatic,

It was my pleasure. I hope it brings back a memory or two.
xoxo

[Tapatio]

*tries to curate internet*

Lol.

[Tapatio]

Max is right.

[Tapatio]

Let's do this.

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=Lt3D65pfKy0

This poor child was standin' on a corner when
Up walked this woman that looked good all over
I had on my city duds my one and only suit
This fox picked me out and told me I was cute
I said you're cute too without further adieu
She said for fifty dollars I'll make love to you
I knew I'd have to buy more than the juice
Then she grabbed me and turned me every way but loose

She was a real fine looker, fifty dollar hooker
All night cooker, a happy hooker
With two hands that could understand, the needs of a lonely man.

I don't usually like to buy it but didn't slow down to pay.
The way she was built money couldn't stand in the way
we went to her place, cause we saw it first
Was no amount of money could measure what she was worth

She was a real fine looker, fifty dollar hooker
All night cooker, a happy hooker
With two hands that could understand, the needs of a lonely man.
Uh Huh alright (3x) Uh Huh all night

solo

All I got to tell you she cured a lonely man
though she didn't know me, she could understand
the best way I know for this story to end
for me to recommend her to all of my friends

She was a real fine looker, fifty dollar hooker
All night cooker, a happy hooker
With two hands that could understand, the needs of a lonely man.


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=sENypI6cHak

" Pre-School Prostitute "

Pre-skool prostitute
Pre-skool prostitute
Pre-skool prostitute
Pre-skool prostitute
Pre-skool prostitute

I saw a friend just the other day
He didn't have too much to say
He looked crazy, he looked insane
He couldn't talk because his tongue was in flames

And then he tried to run away
From some chick that was coming this way
I think I thought I knew who she was
Just a little junkie whore that's a big ugly scuz

I didn't have to go too far
Flashed twenty bucks and she got in the car
Tried to talk to her but she called me a fool
I tried to give her money, put her family through school

'Cause she's a real tough mama when she wear's women's clothes
Everybody knows she she's got a bone through her nose
She's really hot, [Incomprehensible]
But when she gets home, he's daddy's all over her twat

Pre-skool prostitute
All the drugs that you can shoot
Oh, pre-skool prostitute
Oh, slave to the brute

I finally gave up, let her do what she please
Wouldn't have sex with her 'cause I got a disease
But she told a sad story 'bout a family in woe
She was getting fingered by her Daddy's big toe

He was the first, it was the worst
She came in a Limo and she left in a hearse
She got to five, she's still alive
Better call the bug man 'cause your twat is a hive

Oh, pre-skool prostitute
And oh, all the drugs that you can shoot
Oh, [Incomprehensible]
Pre-skool, pre-skool, pre-skool

Tried to talk to her but she called me a fool
I tried to give her money, put her family through school
She's a real tough mama when she wear's women's clothes
Everybody knows she's got a bone through her nose

You're barely out of diapers and you're wearing a wig
You might be a baby but you smell like a pig
You became five, you're still alive
Call the bugman 'cause your twat is a hive

Your naughty nanny
Your grumpy granny
A rusty tire iron hanging out your fanny
Oh, you little English schoolgirl, you

Vengeance is mine
Pre-skool prostitute
Vengeance is mine
Pre-skool prostitute

Vengeance is mine
Pre-skool prostitute
Vengeance is mine

Vengeance is mine
Vengeance is mine
Pre-skool prostitute
Vengeance is mine
Vengeance is mine

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=UAuzmIEXimc


" The Nazarene Whore "

Bleed for me... whore of Nazarene, die for me,
when the temple closes, blasphemy, we... are spawn of evil, burn for me, weak Christians of heavens, yell for me, bitch of Nazarene, suck for me, when my dick is rising!

Bow for me, for an eternity, spread your legs, when the circle closes, blasphemy, we are spawn of darkness, burn for me weak followers of Jesus.

She, she will open her mouth,
Now, she must swallow my dick,
I, I will cum on her,
At last, at last she must taste the sperm.

She, she will spread her legs,
I, I will enter her cave,
Now, now she must yell for for me,
At last, at last, she must die for all of us!

(Etc, etc etc and i have no idea what that could be)



Babe,
xoxo
:praying:

[gmb]

Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job,
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores
On Seventh Avenue
I do declare,
There were times when I was so
lonesome
I took some comfort there.


Always thought Simon was talking about Brill Building song writers in this verse, not sex workers...

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

youtube.com/watch?v=7TmVV5kP18w

"Whore "

Incorporated blood lust
Incinerated carcass
Incarnated in my blood
Indecent Death Whore rules

Inanimated death fuck
Interlocked repulsive souls
Incantations flowing free
Indecent Death Whore rules

She fucking hates you all

Intermented in my inhumanity
Interdicted from this human face
Incompatible with this fucking world
Indecent Death Whore rules

Intercourse with raping demons
Interlude in collapsing ethics
Invincible now in eternity
Indecent Death Whore rules

She fucking hates you all
Whore

Incorporated blood lust
Incinerated carcass
Incarnated in my blood
[Incomprehensible]

Inanimated death fuck
Interlocked repulsive souls
Incantations flowing free
[Incomprehensible]





Ba...http://www.freesmileys.org/smileys/smiley-scared007.gif

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

needs fixing

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi everyone,

Geez, you'd think that when someone uploads lyrics of a song to the internet, they'd type in the right lyrics. This song's lyrics i had found online were all wrong and i only realized it with 4 minutes left to edit what Issac is singing.
I had to literally take dictation with the song playing to get these correct lyrics.
Dang!!



youtube.com/watch?v=moyaePKzKLw


" Lady of the Night "

Lips as sweet as wine
intoxicated my mind
I am so high from love's desire
Skin so soft to touch
I can't get enough
You are an ever burning fire

Curiosity got the best of me
I'd never ever been that way before
It was love for sale
and my willpower failed
I got more than i bargained for
Lady of the night

You knew just what to do
to make me fall for you
Why didn't you let me remain a one night affair?
Love's imprisoned me
Lord, i just can't break free

Need you lady, tell me do you really care?
How many men have you known?
How many johns have come and gone?
I wonder but i really don't want to know
What do you want out of life,
a true love or a higher price?
What are you searching for?
Lady of the night

Tenderly. You make love to me so tenderly.
Somehow you you've got a monopoly on the soul of me
I once had a wife, love of my life
she used to smile just like you do
The angels took her away and since that day,
i was so lonely til i saw you
Let our hearts beat in time
Let's leave our pasts behind
and together we'll face the world

So don't be afraid, i don't care what people say
I'll be your only man, and you'll be my girl
No more lady of the night







Babe,
xoxo
http://www.merc.ca/vbulletin/images/smilies/touched.gif

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job,
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores
On Seventh Avenue
I do declare,
There were times when I was so
lonesome
I took some comfort there.



Always thought Simon was talking about Brill Building song writers in this verse, not sex workers...




Hi gmb,

You see, now, why i ask members to include the lyrics of the songs.
Many times we don't really hear what they are actually singing.
I'm glad you experienced that "Aha! moment".

Now when you are in your car and the tune is playing, you can sing that verse extra loud.

Babe,
xoxo

[Tapatio]

Always thought Simon was talking about Brill Building song writers in this verse, not sex workers...



If true, then I feel entirely cheated by this thread.

I feel like the mods should lock this until every claim is verified by an independent auditor.

This is just bad. Like, the worst thing that could happen to a thread.

Try not to hold it against OP, though.

Let's just be better than this.

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z970I36nccc

"He's A Whore"

Have you seen her face
She's got a face that would stop a clock
And with that face I surely won't stop
To look her in the eyes
But her money's green
She's a tease like a social disease
But she's still so close to my reach
If I call, if I call at all

Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all

So the story goes
I think I'll take her for a ride
With this moneybag by my side
A giggolo is the only way to go
And So I show my face
And I can even fake a smile
But I'm laughing inside all the while
This little girl
She's a joke
She's a joke
She's a joke

Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all

>>>He's a whore, (I'd do anything for money)
>>>He's a whore, (Look at the things that I write)
>>>He's a whore, (Ooo, The stories I can tell)
He's a whore (in the morning, in the night)

I'm a whore (he'll do anything for money)
I'm a whore (look at the clothes that he wears)
I'm a whore (he'll do anything for money
I'm a whore

And so the story goes
I think i'll take her for a ride
With this moneybag by my side
A giggolo is the only way to go

Ooooohhhh
Wo wo-wo
Oooo woo
Oooo oo oo oo

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ubq2JerYOfA

The blunt from the cut spills milk from her veins
The sacrifice, the sum of all that remains
She summons the courage and proffers a drink
She undoes her pure urge and offers the pinkness
Of all that is potent, of all that is pure
Of all that is sugar as sweet as liqueur
She purges herself of what has kept her bound
She plunges the wealth of her values and drowns

In her shallow assumptions
And tallies the score
For the face -- face of an angel
Is the face of a whore

I give you good face
Didn't I give you good face
I said I give you good face

When the dribble of your words ain't got no effect
When you're down to the wire that runs neck and neck
When the nudge of what's coming has lost it's reflex
I will elbow my way through this quixotic wreck
When the elastic snap of approval don't stretch
Any further than any further than any further than it can get
Didn't I piss in the face of derision and frown
Didn't i swallow my scruples and wet kiss the ground

I found my faith under these nails
And nailed that face to the door
It's the face -- face of an angel, baby
And the face of a whore

I give you good face
Didn't i give you good face
I said i give you good face

I can't be bothered with detail, can't be bothered no more
I swear to hell there ain't no heaven til we settle this score

I give you good face
Didn't i give you good face
Of an angel
Whore

There's not a dead beat daddy-o daddy-o that could fix this bet
Cuz I don't never wanna remember what I ain't ever gonna forget
A face of a whore
Face of an angel
I give you good face
I said I give you good face

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n1kEAyDcm3s

" Do You Think I'm A Whore "

The Knife Is On The Table.
I Put Myself To Sleep.
All I Know Is All I Know.
Remember What You Sow Is What Reap!

Why Can't I Fucking Believe You?
This is too much for me.
A Little Sheltered Girl Is What I'll Always Be.
So Loving And Considerate.
Too Scared Of What I'll Be.
I Look Into The Mirror, The Whore Is All I See.

Like You. Like Me.
Diminished, Self important, i'll never see.
Like You. Like Me.
I Never Want To Be Like Me.

Do You Think I'm A Whore?
I'm A Whore [4x]

Why can't I Fucking Believe You?
This is Your Words For Me.
A Little Sheltered Girl Is What I'll Always Fucking Be.
So Loving And Considerate.
Too Scared Of What I'll Be.
I Look Into The Mirror, The Whore Is All I See.

Like You. Like Me.
I'll Never Cheat. I'm stubborn you see.
Like you. Want Me. Know Me. For Eternity.

I'm A Whore [8x]
Haha. Haha. I'm A...Whore.



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t4LWIP7SAjY

"Lady Marmalade"

Hey Sister, Go Sister, Soul Sister, Go Sister [x2]

He met Marmalade down in Old New Orleans
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said 'Hello, Hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?
'Mmm Hmmm Gitchi Gitchi Ya Ya Da Da
Gitchi Gitchi Here
Mocca chocolata Ya Ya'
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?'

He savored her cool
While she freshed up
That boy drank all that magnolia wine
On the black satin sheets where
He started to freak
Gitchi Gitchi Ya Ya Da Da
Gitchi Gitchi Ya Ya Here
Mocca chocalata Ya Ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

Horn section

Heh, Heh, Hehhhh
Seeing her skin feeling silky smooth
Colour of café au lait
Made the savage beast inside
Roaring till it cried More, More, More

Now he's at home doing 9 to 5
Living his brave life of lies
But when he turns off to sleep
All memories keep. More, More, More
Gitchi Gitchi Ya Ya Da Da Da
Gitchi Gitchi Ya Ya here
Mocca chocolata Ya Ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Voulez-vous couchez avec moi ce soir?
Creole Lady Marmalade


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3fz8jcm-bV8

" I'm Your Late Night Evening Prostitute "

Well I got here at eight and I'll be here till two
I'll try my best to entertain you
And please don't mind me if I get a bit crude
I'm your late night evening prostitute

So drink your Martinis and stare at the moon
Don't mind me I'll continue to croon
And don't mind me if I get a bit lewd
I'm your late night evening prostitute

And dance, have a good time
I'll continue to shine
Yes dance, have a good time
Don't mind me if I slip upon a rhyme

Well I got here at eight and I'll be here till two
I'll try my best to entertain you
And please don't mind me if I get a bit crude
I'm your late night evening prostitute
I'm your late night evening prostitute


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JxHtYI-4Ir8


"Ladies In Waiting"

So you been to the market
And the meat looks good tonight
And the ladies in waiting
Will show you what it's all about

Their selection is inviting
They sure look hot tonight
And the ladies in waiting
Will show you what it's all about

And so you move on down the line
All the ladies are lookin' fine, so fine
Ladies in waiting, ladies in waiting, ladies in waiting

So you move on down the line
All the ladies are lookin' fine

Their selection is inviting
They sure look hot tonight
And the ladies in waiting
Will show you what it's all about

And so you move on down the line
All the ladies are lookin' fine, so fine
Ladies in waiting, ladies in waiting, ladies in waiting
Ladies in waiting, ladies in waiting, ladies in waiting
Ladies in waiting, ladies in waiting, ladies in waiting
Ladies in waiting

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_DzxozfLnU


" Prostitute "

Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey hey

I was there like your mother
Like a brother, like a friend
Said you'd be there like a heartbeat
Thought I'd be there 'till the end
Then you took me like a cancer
You turned my conscience black
Tell the cops"here keep the ransom"
'cause there's no turning back

I ain't here for love or money
And you don't see the truth
So if you want to bleed me honey,
Tonight I'll be your prostitute
I will be your prostitute
Yeah
Hey hey hey

Could you tell me one good reason
'cause I can't think of none
First you love me then you hate me
As the lies slip off your tongue
You say talk for me
Baby smile for me
You tell me I'm the one
You say bleed for me
Baby breath for me
Tell me when it's done

Well I ain't here for love or money
And you don't see the truth
So if you're gonna need me honey
Tonight I'll be your prostitute
I will be your prostitute
Yeah
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey hey

I know there's no forgiveness
For the things I've said and done
At least I know what I am
And I'm not the only one

'cause I ain't here for love or money
You can't see the truth
So if you want to bleed me honey
Tonight I'll be your prostitute
I will be your prostitute
I will be your prostitute
Yeah
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey hey


Babe,
xoxo

[maxpower]

You have to eliminate the "s" in the "https" for the youtube links, or they won't display on the page.

Also, Paul Simon probably is referring to Brill Building songwriters in "The Boxer" when he says "whores." It's a metaphor. Perhaps you've heard of them. Not all songwriting is literal.

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nbDbQc3QdXU

" Queen Bitch "
About a T-prostitute

I'm up on the eleventh floor
And I'm watching the cruisers below
You know my heart's in the basement
My weekend's at an all-time low

Well, he's down on the street
And he's trying hard to book sister Flo
As she's hoping to score
Well, I can't see her letting him go
Walk out of her heart
Walk out of her mind
Oh no no

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat
And bippity-boppity hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

She's an old-time ambassador
Of sweet-talking, night-walking games
And she's known in the darkest clubs
For pushing ahead of the dames

If she says she can do it
Then she can do it
She don't make false claims
But she's a queen, and such are queens
That your laughter
Is sucked in their brains

Now she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
Yes she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down

But it could have been me
Yes, it could have been me
Why didn't I say
Why didn't I say no, no, no

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat
And bippity-boppity hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

So I lay down a while
And I gaze on my hotel wall
Oh, the cot feels so cold
That it don't feel like no bed at all

Yes, I lay down a while
And I look gaze on my hotel wall
Oh he's down on the street
So I throw both his bags down the hall

And I'm phoning a cab
'Cause my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth
But it's no taste at all

Well it could have been me
Yes, it could have been me
Why didn't I say
Why didn't I say

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat
And bippity-boppity hat
Oh God, I could do better than that


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3fz8jcm-bV8

" I'm Your Late Night Evening Prostitute "

Well I got here at eight and I'll be here till two
I'll try my best to entertain you
And please don't mind me if I get a bit crude
I'm your late night evening prostitute

So drink your Martinis and stare at the moon
Don't mind me I'll continue to croon
And don't mind me if I get a bit lewd
I'm your late night evening prostitute

And dance, have a good time
I'll continue to shine
Yes dance, have a good time
Don't mind me if I slip upon a rhyme

Well I got here at eight and I'll be here till two
I'll try my best to entertain you
And please don't mind me if I get a bit crude
I'm your late night evening prostitute
I'm your late night evening prostitute





Actually, i think Tom Waits is saying the protagonist in this song is an unhappy lounge singer who feels like a whore (probably because he hates his job?)

That's one unhappy lounge singer.

I tried to change the quoted post to another song but ran out of time because my PC was stalling and the ten minute edit time limit expired on me.


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W-wAUhIsbuU

" Candy's Room "

In Candy's room there are pictures of her heroes on the wall
but to get to Candy's room you gotta walk the darkness of Candy's hall
Strangers from the city call my baby's number and they bring her toys
When I come knocking she smiles pretty she knows I wanna be Candy's boy

There's a sadness hidden in that pretty face
A sadness all her own from which no man can keep Candy safe

We kiss, and my heart rushes to my brain
and the blood rushes in my veins, the fire rushes towards the sky
We go driving, driving deep into the night
I go driving deep into the light in Candy's eyes

She says baby if you wanna be wild
you got a lot to learn, close your eyes
Let them melt, let them fire, let them burn
Cause in the darkness there'll be hidden worlds that shine
When I hold Candy close she makes these hidden worlds mine

Guitar solo

She has fancy clothes and diamond rings
She has men who will give her anything she wants but they don't see
That what she wants is me,

oh and I want her so
I'll never let her go, no no no
She knows that I'd give
all that I got to give
All that I want all that I live
to make Candy mine
Tonight





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Babe,
http://www.merc.ca/vbulletin/images/smilies/lips.gif xoxo

[BiBoyinBeantown]

Can't believe no one's posted this yet. It's from the movie American Gigolo:

Blondie - Call Me (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aH3Q_CZy968)


Colour me your colour, baby
Colour me your car
Colour me your colour, darling
I know who you are
Come up off your colour chart
I know where you're comin' from
Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) my love
You can call me any day or night
Call me

Cover me with kisses, baby
Cover me with love
Roll me in designer sheets
I'll never get enough
Emotions come, I don't know why
Cover up love's alibi

Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) oh my love
When you're ready we can share the wine
Call me

Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, he speaks the languages of love
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, amore, chiamami, chiamami
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, appelle-moi mon cherie, appelle-moi
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any way
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day-ay

Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) for a ride
Call me, call me for some overtime
Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me in a sweet design
Call me (call me), call me for your lover's lover's alibi
Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me)
Oh, call me, oo-hoo-hah
Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me any, anytime

[natina]

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bc/Labelle-ladymarmalade.jpghttp://img.youtube.com/vi/pF2otwl4ros/0.jpghttp://www.girl-groups.com/LabelleCD.jpg


Lady Marmalade

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t4LWIP7SAjY


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LvYKQrBmU08


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RQa7SvVCdZk

http://www.vevo.com/watch/christina-aguilera/Lady-Marmalade/USIV20110010


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vPf6s8B-roI


Lady Marmalade Lyrics
http://www.metrolyrics.com/lady-marmalade-lyrics-patti-labelle.html

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister
He met Marmalade down in old New Orleans
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Joe
You wanna give it a go?"
Mmm, gitchi gitchi ya ya da da
Gitchi gitchi ya ya here
Mocca chocolata ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
He sat in her boudoir while she freshed up
That boy drank all that magnolia wine
On her black satin sheets where
He started to freak
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da
Gitchi gitchi ya ya here
Mocca chocalata ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Hey hey hey
Touching her skin feeling silky smooth
Color of cafe au lait
Made the savage beast inside
Roar until it cried, "More, more, more"
Now he's at home doing 9 to 5
Living his gray flannel life
But when he turns off to sleep
All memories keep more, more, more
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da da
Gitchi gitchi ya ya here
Mocca chocolata ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Voulez-vous couchez avec moi, ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da da
Gitchi gitchi ya ya here
Mocca chocolata ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade


Songwriters
Nolan, Kenny / Crewe, Robert



TRANSLATION

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister

He puts Marmalade down in old New Orleans
Struttin 'her stuff on the street
She Said, "Hello, hey Joe
You wanna give it a go? "

Mmm, Gitchi Gitchi ya ya da da
Gitchi Gitchi ya ya here
Mocca chocolata ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Would you sleep with me tonight?
Somebody Somewhere

He sat in her boudoir while she freshed up
That boy drank wine magnolia All That
On her black satin sheets Where
He started to freak

Gitchi Gitchi ya ya da da
Gitchi Gitchi ya ya here
Mocca chocalata ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Would you sleep with me tonight?
Somebody Somewhere

Hey hey hey
Touching her skin feeling silky smooth
Color of coffee with milk
Made the savage beast inside
Roar Until It Cried, "More, more, more"

Now he's at home doing 9 to 5
Living His gray flannel life
Purpose When he turns off to sleep
All memories keep more, more, more

Gitchi Gitchi ya ya da da da
Gitchi Gitchi ya ya here
Mocca chocolata ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Would you sleep with me tonight?
Somebody Somewhere
Would you sleep with me tonight?
Somebody Somewhere

Gitchi Gitchi ya ya da da da
Gitchi Gitchi ya ya here
Mocca chocolata ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade


Lady Marmalade - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lady_Marmalade)

[natina]

Moulin Rouge! (2001) Trailer
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dtEgAx80NC4

Moulin Rouge! (2001)
Moulin Rouge! (2001) - IMDb (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0203009/)

A poet falls for a beautiful courtesan whom a jealous duke covets in this stylish musical, with music drawn from familiar 20th century sources.

Moulin Rouge - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moulin_Rouge)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vlFeJgpHOtA&list=PL370E592B367D6448

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RQa7SvVCdZk

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Page 1
Jethro Tull - Cross Eyed Mary
The Police - Roxanne
The Beatles - Day Tripper
Warrior Soul - Junky Stripper
Foster and Allen - Nancy Myles
Frank Zappa - Teenage Prostitute (studio version)
Deep Purple - Strange Kind Of Woman
The GODZ - Candy's going Bad
Leadbelly (and wife) - House of the Rising Sun

Page 2
Reba McEntire - Fancy
KISS - Black Diamond
Donna Summer - Bad Girls
AC/DC - What Do You Do For Money?
Tom Waits - Pasties And A G-String
From Les Misérable - I Dreamed A Dream; Lovely Ladies; Fantine's Arrest
Stella Zine - Sex Workers' Union

Page 3
Led Zeppelin - Heartbreaker; Living Loving Maid (She's Just a Woman)
Queen - Killer Queen
Styx - Suite: Madame Blue
David Lee Roth - Yankee Rose
Zodiac Mindwarp - Prostitute
Donna Summer - She Works Hard for the Money
The Tubes - She's a Beauty
Deep Purple (Mach 2-b) - Knocking At Your Back Door
The Who - Trick of the Light
Deep Purple (Mach 4) - Lady Luck

Page 4
The Doors - L.A. Woman -
Richard Wagner - Treulich Geführt
Iron Maiden - Charlotte the Harlot
Led Zeppelin - Hey Hey What Can I Do
Alice Cooper - Never Been Sold Before
KISS - Strutter; Firehouse
Nanette Workman - Call Girl
Guns N' Roses - My Michelle

Page 5
Bruce Springsteen - Reno
Iron Maiden - 22 Acacia Avenue
Randy Travis - Three Wooden Crosses
From Jesus Christ Superstar - Strange Things, Mystifying; I Don't Know How To Love Him
Louis Prima - Just a Gigolo
David Lee Roth - Just a Gigolo
Motorhead - Whore House Blues
Frank Zappa - Teenage Prostitute (live version)
Lou Reed - Take a Walk on The Wild Side
ZZ Top - La Grange

Page 6
Bob Seger - Fire Down Below
Tina Turner - Private Dancer
Genesis - The Battle Of Epping Forest
Tom Waits - Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis
Ian Thomas - Painted Ladies
Elton John - Island Girl
Styx - Babe
Julie London - Bye Bye Blackbird
Lalena - Donovan
Lalena - Deep Purple (Mach 1)
Amy Irving/Spielberg (AKA Jessica Rabbit) - Why Don't You Do Right -

Page 7
Velvet Underground- There She Goes Again
Leonard Cohen - Winter Lady
Bob Dylan - 4th Time Around
Johnny Winter - Stray Cat Blues (cover of the Rolling Stones song)
Chris de Burgh - Patricia the Stripper
Nazareth - Hair of the Dog
Joe Cocker - You Can Leave Your Hat On
2 Live Crew - Me So Horny
2 LIve Crew - The Fuck Shop
Cab Caloway - Minnie The Moocher (The Blues Brothers movie version)
KISS -Take It Off

Page 8
The O'Jays - For The Love of Money
The Dubliners - Molly Malone
Nico - Chelsea Girls
Marjorie Barnes - Love For Sale (cover of Cole Porter's song)

Page 9
Aerosmith - Back in the Saddle Again
Roxy Music - Love is the Drug (studio version); And a live version
T-Rex - Solid Gold Easy Action
T-Rex - Baby Boomerang

Page 10
Mountain - Mississippi Queen
Miles Ciletti - Friends (spoken word)
Buffy Sainte-Marie - Sweet, Fast Hooker Blues

Page 11
(Repost of) Led Zeppelin - Hey, Hey What Can I Do?
(Repost of) The Velvet Underground - Here She Goes Again
The Beatles - Lady Madonna
Garbage - Queer
Simon and Garfunkel - The Boxer

Page 12
Repost of[/]Buffy Sainte-Marie - Sweet, Fast Hooker Blues
Black Oak Arkansas - Happy Hooker
GWAR - Preschool Prostitute
Occult - The Nazarene Whore

Page 13
Mayhem - Whore
Issac hayes - Lady of the Night
Cheap Trick - He's a Whore
Lisa Dabello - Whore
Kittie - Do You Think I'm A Whore
Patti Labelle - Lady Marmalade
Tom Waits - I'm Your Late Night Evening Prostitute (Perhaps a bad choice by me.)

Page 14
Kiss - Ladies in Waiting
Bon Jovi - Prostitute
David Bowie - Queen Bitch
[I](Repost of)Tom Waits - I'm Your Late Night Evening Prostitute
Bruce Springsteen - Candy's Room
Blondie - Call Me
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Different versions of Lady Marmalade
Repost of Patti Labelle (from 1975)
Patti Labelle - (Live from 2014 White House performance)
From the Moulin Rouge movie, Christina Aguilera, Lil' Kim, Mya, and Pink
Repost of The Moulin Rouge movie version
Patti Labelle's live version from the 2002 Grammys.
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From the Moulin Rouge Soundtrack - Elephant Love Medley
Repost of The Moulin Rouge movie version

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[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi everyone,

Here is the ORIGINAL version of the song from 1974 by The Eleventh Hour.


hhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SeWMdoetN6Y


Here is Montréal's own, Nanette Workman's Joual-French language version, of the song, which, actually, sort of, makes more sense, seeing as the song's story takes place in French New Orleans, but i'll digress from that.



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ecmKp8QSIY


" Lady Marmalade "
Adaptation française: Angelo Finaldi / Nanette Workman

L'amour c'est fou, ça. C'est fou, ça. C'est fou.
L'amour c'est fou, ça. C'est fou, ça. C'est fou.
Love is crazy, that. It's crazy, that. It's crazy.
Love is crazy, that. It's crazy, that. It's crazy.

Lady Marmalade est à vous pour la nuit, pour consoler vos ennuis
Ca va mon chéri ? Alors j't'emmène avec moi !
Lady Marmalade is yours for the night, to comfort your troubles.
How are you, my dear? So, i'm taking you with me !

Guichi Guichi ya ya da da, Guichi Guichi ya ya here
Poka Poka la ta ya ya, je suis Lady Marmalade
.............................. I am Lady Marmalade.
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir ?
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ?
Would you like to sleep with me, tonight?
Would you like to sleep with me?

Veux-tu m'embrasser sur le cou ou partout ?
À part de ça, tu peux prendre ton temps
Oh viens dans ma rue, je suis la reine de tout
Do you want to kiss me on the neck or anywhere?
Apart from that, you can take your time.
Oh, come on my street, i am the queen of everything.

Guichi Guichi ya ya da da, Guichi Guichi ya ya here
Poka Poka la ta ya ya, je suis Lady Marmalade

Ce soir c'est mon soir, viens t'asseoir près de moi
Faut bien que ça marche ou que ça marche pas !
Oh car dans ma rue, je suis la reine de tout, yeah Yeah Yeah
Tonight is my night, come sit next to me
It's necessary we get along, or it doesn't work!
Oh, come on my street, i am the queen of everything!

Guichi Guichi ya ya da da, Guichi Guichi ya ya here
Poka Poka la ta ya ya, je suis Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir ?
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir ?
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ?

Guichi Guichi ya ya da da, Guichi Guichi ya ya here
Poka Poka la ta ya ya...



Let's hope this ends the posting of the many, existing English and French language versions of this song entered into the thread...unless, of course, there exists Chinese, Russian, Italian, Thai, Spanish, Polish, Arabic, Lebanese, Persian or even Africanas etc, etc language versions, lol which would be really interesting and very cool to hear and see.


Babe,
xoxo

[Tapatio]

Also fairly certain that the Styx song you have listed is not about a sex worker.

[Tapatio]

And Randy Newman wrote "You can leave your hat on."

Anything to support the idea that this is about a sex worker?

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KTVx1crV6Ys

"Whores"

Way down low where the streets are littered
I find my fun with the freaks and the niggers
I dont want much man give me a little
Or Im gonna take my chances if i get 'em

I love them whores they never judge you
What can you say when your a whore?
They cast that pearl and it don't upset 'em
They take their chances if they get 'em

Hear me go off!
Give me some more!
Mother fucker!
Need a little more
Goddamn you!
Give me some more!
Mother fucker!
Give me some more!

You give me breadcrumb uh - hu
I'm tired of living the bosses' dream
They'll squeeze you dry man if you let em
Better take your - take your - take your chances if you get em

Hear me go off!
Give me some more!
Mother fucker!
Need a little more
Goddamn you!
Give me some more!
Mother fucker!
Give me some more


Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi everybody,

I am not sure but i think this song MIGHT be about street sex workers.
It's all about the street and being careful.

Others might like to argue and say it's about big business. Who knows for sure? To me it sounds like every line is about sex workers.
I, personally, doubt it's about "dogs" per se, even with the barking dog sound clips in the song.

Maybe the johns are the dogs? Maybe the johns AND the prostitutes are considered dogs as they are all on the streets? Hmm.

Anyway. it's just a song.
So enjoy it.





https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lgOo8yEIPs

" Dogs "

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need.
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street,
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed.
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight,
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

And after a while, you can work on points for style.
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake,
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile.
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to,
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You'll get the chance to put the knife in.

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder.
You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you
get older.
And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south,
Hide your head in the sand,
Just another sad old man,
All alone and dying of cancer.

Long music interlude, and solos.

And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown.
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone.
And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw
around.
So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone,
Dragged down by the stone.


Long music interlude


I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused.
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used.
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise.
If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this
maze?

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend.
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And everything's done under the sun,
And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

Solo

Who was born in a house full of pain.
Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
Who was told what to do by the man.
Who was broken by trained personnel.
Who was fitted with collar and chain.
Who was given a pat on the back.
Who was breaking away from the pack.
Who was only a stranger at home.
Who was ground down in the end.
Who was found dead on the phone.
Who was dragged down by the stone.

Babe,
xoxo

[BiBoyinBeantown]

One with a humorous and gothy twist -- "Zombie Prostitute" by Voltaire.

Voltaire - Zombie Prostitute (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bcON9ZmGDBc)

[bananatrans]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3WBsOsdzis

[gmb]

Velvet Underground - Sister Ray

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R6IUFzFeBkU


"Dirty Women"

The neon lights are shining on me again
I walk the lonely streets in search of a friend
I need a lady to help me to get through the night, through the night
If I could find one then everything would be alright

The sleepy city is dreaming the night time away
Out on the street I watch tomorrow becoming today
I see a man, he's got take away women for sale, yes for sale
Guess that's the answer, 'cause take away women don't fail

solo

Oh dirty women, they don't mess around
Oh dirty women, they don't mess around
You've got me coming, You've got me going around
Oh dirty women, they don't mess around

Walking the streets I wonder will it ever happen
Gotta be good 'cause then everything will be OK
If I could score tonight then I will end up happy

A woman for sale is gonna help me save my day...

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FjjDmX9Tkss

" Femme Fatale "

Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true
It's not hard to realize
Just look into her false colored eyes
She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown

'Cause everybody knows
(She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please
(She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease
(She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks

You're put down in her book
You're number thirty seven, have a look
She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown
Little boy, she's from the street
Before you start, you're already beat
She's going to play you for a fool, yes it's true

'Cause everybody knows
(She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please
(She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease
(She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks

'Cause everybody knows
(She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please
(She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease
(She's a femme fatale)
Ooh ooh oh
(She's a femme fatale)
Ooh ooh oh


Songwriters: Reed, Lou

Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=boPLUivcDQw

" Candy's Going Bad "

Candy took pearls, got ahead of the girls
Got on top and found the secret entrance
Are you satisfied?

Through neon doors across killing floors
She got sucked into a champagne desert
Are you satisfied?

Daddy said "I'll break your bones
If you come home dressed in peacock clothes"
Mother said "Quit the show"
She didn't want the neighbors to know
Candy had to quit the show

Well Candy didn't care when she started her affair
With the studs and the mares of the night
Are you satisfied?

Teddy knows the rule of the underground school
He's got Candy wrapped around his fingers
Are you satisfied?

Daddy said "I'll break your bones
If you don't get your tricks off the phone"
Mother said "Quit the show"
She didn't want the neighbors to know

Candy's going bad
Got a room to let
Candy's going bad
Got a pimp named Ted

Candy's going bad
Long Green's where it's at
Candy's going bad
She got stars in her head

Candy took the pearls, got ahead of the girls
Got on top and found the secret entrance
Are you satisfied?

Daddy said "I'll break your bones
If you come home dressed in peacock clothes"
Mother said "Quit the show
I don't want the neighbors to know"

Candy's going bad
Got a room to let
Candy's going bad
Got a pimp named Ted

Candy's going bad
Long Green's where it's at
Candy's going bad
She got stars in her head

Candy's going bad
Got a room to let
Candy's going bad
She got stars in her head

Songwriters
KOOYMANS, GEORGE / HAY, BARRY



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Klpic39vcgs

" Sweet Cream Ladies, Forward March "


Sweet cream ladies, forward march;
The world owes you a living
Sweet cream ladies, do your part,
Think of what you're giving
To the lost and lonely people of the night
Out of need, they seek direction for their life
They will love you in the darkness,
Take advantage of your starkness,
And refuse to recognize you in the light

Sweet cream ladies, forward march;
Think what you're providing
Sweet cream ladies, show your starch;
What's the use of hiding?
Tell the socialites to look the other way;
It's instinctive stimulation you convey
It's a necessary function,
Meant for those without compunction,

Who get tired of vanilla every day

Sweet cream ladies forward march;
Puritans ignore them
Sweet cream ladies do their part;
Sweet cream men adore them
Let them satisfy the ego of the male
Let them fabricate success to those who fail,
And should penalties pursue them,
When there's really credit due them,
They might keep a simple fellow out of jail!
Sweet cream ladies, forward march. O-o-o



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ve9P3AMbaA

" I've Been Tired "

She's a real left winger 'cause she's been down south
And held peasants in her arms, she said
"I could tell you stories that could make you cry, what about you?"
I said, "Me too, I could tell you a story that would make you cry"
And she sighed, "Ah"

I said, "I wanna be a singer like Lou Reed"
"I like Lou Reed," she said, sticking her tongue in my ear
"Let's go, let's sit, let's talk, politics goes so good with beer
And while we're at it, baby
Why don't you tell me one of your biggest fears?"
I said, "Losing my penis to a whore with disease"
"Just kidding"
I said, "Losing my life to a whore with disease"
She said, "Excuse me, please?"
I said, "Losing my life to a whore with disease"
She said, "Please"

Well, I'm a humble guy with healthy desire
Don't give me no shit because

I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired

I told the tale of a girl but I call her a woman
She's a little bit older than me
Strong legs, strong face, voice like milk breasts like a cluster of grapes
I can't escape her ways she raised me

She make me feel like Solomon
Beware your babies even if you have no one
And while we're at it baby
Why don't you tell me one of your biggest fears?
You don't want to sleep after setting my loins on fire
Well, that's okay because

I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired

T-I-R-E-D spells it, spells it, spells it, spells it



Babe,
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

Hi everybody,

Recently, i saw a thread with a title having to do with "Sexy songs"' or "Songs that are sexy" or something on those lines.
It was on the first page of the forums just the other day.
I can't find it now.

Yes, i've contacted a mod and he has no idea what i am talking about.
Does any one remember where that thread went to?
I have some very sexy songs that i'd like to share in that thread.

I tellin' ya, people are gonna http://www.animated-gifs.eu/xxx-smilies/0116.gif when they hear them.
Yep! They're gonna squirt BLUE cum from their yellow pee-shooters.

Thank you.
xoxo
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Okay, now, let's keep this thread moving right along with Songs about Sex Workers.

See this link for all the songs that have been posted so far that are before page 15
http://www.hungangels.com/vboard/showpost.php?p=1572045&postcount=140

Today's (bump) song is...Oh wait! FIRST, may i have a drum roll, please. I always wanted to say that.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=itAOGRiYRLI (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=itAOGRiYRLI) Thanks, that's better!






https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7DVdj45ncKA
" Carmen "

Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem
Lying to herself 'cause her liquor's top shelf
It's alarming honestly how charming she can be
Fooling everyone, telling them she's having fun

She says, "You don't want to be like me
Don't wanna see all the things I've seen."
I'm dying, I'm dying
She says, "You don't want to get this way
Famous and dumb at an early age."
Lying, I’m lying

The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes
She laughs like god, her mind's like a diamond
Audio tune lies, she's still shining
Like lightning, ohh, white lightning

Carmen, Carmen, staying up til morning
Only seventeen, but she walks the streets so mean
It's alarming truly how disarming you can be
Eating soft ice cream
Coney Island Queen

She says, "You don't want to be like me
Looking for fun, getting high for free."
I'm dying, I'm dying
She says, "You don't want to get this way
Street walk at night, and a star by day."
It's tiring, tiring

The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes
She laughs like god, her mind's like a diamond
Audio tune lies, she's still shining
Like lightning, ohh, white lightning

Baby's all dressed up with nowhere to go
That's the little story of the girl you know
Relying on the kindness of strangers
Tying cherry knots, smiling, doing party favors
Put your red dress on, put your lipstick on
Sing your song, song, now the camera's on
And you're alive again

Mon amour, je sais que tu m'aimes aussi
My love, I know you love me, too
Tu as besoin de moi
You need me,
Tu as besoin de moi dans ta vie
You need me in your life,
Tu ne peux plus vivre sans moi
You can not live without me,
Et je mourrais sans toi
And I'd die without you,
Je tuerais pour toi
I would kill for you

The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes
She laughs like god, her mind's like a diamond
Audio tune lies, she's still shining
Like lightning, ohh, white lightning

Like lightning, ohh, white lightning

Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem
Lying to herself 'cause her liquor's top shelf








Babe,
http://www.livepencil.com/images/animals/cerdo.gif
Wanna boink the "oink"?
xoxo

[Dahlia Babe Ailhad]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b4zULQipyM8

" Pretty, Golden Hair "

Born in England's pleasant green, like a picture postcard scene,
to childhood spread with fond maternal care.
From the day that he was born, proud relations came to fawn
and compliment his pretty, golden hair.

In boyhood sent away to a boarding school to stay.
It's crumbling, proud traditions forced to bear.
And his friends in this new world said, "he looks more like a girl
with those blue eyes and pretty, golden hair".

From fades secluded youth
into manhood's search for truth,
his mother's eyes now wet, had turned to stare,
for he said I must be bound,
this day, for London town.
For I believe my fortune's waiting there.

So, like an eager cutting knife,
he plunged in a new life.
Oh, never known beforehand, anywhere.
And the thought that he might trip
in his ignorance, and slip,
never struck beneath his pretty, golden hair.

Ah, the days soon grew thin, and boredom fast set in.
His job was thrown away without a care.
For a man who softly said, "You'll earn twice as much, instead,
with those blue eyes and pretty, golden hair."

Well, London town possessed of many a tempter's nest,
and, thus, he fell with scarce another care.
As so easily he slipped into prostitution's grip,
foundationed by his pretty, golden hair.

And the years quickly flew and his mind slowly grew
from early freedom into deep despair.
As the money ceased to roll, a tired and lonely soul
poured curses on his pretty, golden hair.

Oh, the years stole their time, now the living's hard to find,
and early friends have vanished in the air.
And the gay parties' ease, changed to public lavatories,
have turned to grey his pretty, golden hair.

Oh, his life was only used and his body just abused
by those who never think and never care.
If his file said, "suicide", no, that wasn't why he died -
it was murder by his pretty, golden hair.



Babe,
xoxo

[BJ4TS]

Not really a sex worker song, but, may be apt... a song titled "It Must Be Jelly 'Cause Jam Don't Shake Like That" ?