She's a lady of pleasure, she's a lady of joy

And she has no illusions of grandeur

You can get what you want when your money's up front

She's a sailor-lad's port in a storm

A sailor-lad's port in a storm



To some she's a sweetheart, to some she's a whore

And to others she's there to come home to

Well, she knows the score 'cos she's done it all before

Just knock and she'll open the door

Knock and she'll open the door



"Oh, where are you going, my fine feathered friend?

Have you someone to sleep with tonight?

If you're willing to pay, you'll have somewhere to stay

I've a nice place a short haul away

It's only a short haul away"



There's some makes it easy, there's some makes it hard

And there's some try to keep it a secret

But she's there on the tide, she's just out for a ride

And you know she's got nothing to hide

Nothing at all to hide



'Cos she's a lady of pleasure, she's a lady of joy

And she has no illusions of grandeur

You can get what you want when your money's up front

She's a sailor-lad's port in a storm

A sailor-lad's port in a storm