Story of a lady of the night...
Goodnight to the last night blues,|
Goodnight to worn out shoes,
Nobody said it was easy,
But nobody said I'd lose.
Goodnight to the man on the corner,
Goodnight to the gals in black,
Ain't got me a lousy quarter,
But then I ain't a' comin' back.
So it's a bus ride to the dust road,
An' it's a one night's lust - get me home,
One lost jerk an' his crossbow,
Oh keep the daddy under control.
Lost all my silver my mama saved to buy,
Well tear my hair clean off,
N' blind my painted eyes,
If I could come so clean,
Like the water in the well,
Not lyin' on my back,
With a carpenter from hell.
So it's a goodnight to the dirty game,
Goodbye to tom cat calls, they're all the same,
Hey! You never knew my name, ain't no fame,
Not even under curtain calls,
No never once my name.
Repeat 1st verse.
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