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Rowwen Heze
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Que Paso (Live)
I smell women Smell 'em in the air Think I'll drop my anchor In that harbor over there Lovely ladies Smell 'em through the smoke Seven days at sea Can make you hungry for a poke Even stokers need a little stoke!
Lovely ladies Waiting for a bite Waiting for the customer Who only comes at night Lovely ladies Waiting for the call Standing up or lying down Or any way at all Bargain prices up against the wall
What pretty hair What pretty locks you got there What luck you got, it's worth a centime my dear I'll take the lot
Don't touch me leave me alone
Let's make a price, I'll give you all of ten francs Just think of that!
It pays a debt
Just think of that
What can I do? It pays a debt. Ten francs may save my poor Cosette! 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
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 shame that's in your head Don't they know they're making love To one already dead! 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
I don't want you, no, no, M'sieur, let me go.
Is this a trick? I won't pay more!
No, not at all.
You've got some nerve, you little whore 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!
I'll kill you, you bastard, try any of that! Even a whore who has gone to the bad Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Won't be had by a rat 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?
Javert, would you believe it I was crossing from the park When this prostitute attacked me You can see she left her mark
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.
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!
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.
A moment of your time, Javert I do believe this woman's tale
But M'sieur Mayor!
You've done your duty Let her be She needs a doctor, not a jail.
But M'sieur Mayor!
Can this be?
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?
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
Is it true, what I have done? my daughter's close to dying To an innocent soul? if there's a god above Had I only known then... he'd let me die instead
In His name my task has just begun I will see it done! but m'sieur le mayor I will see it done!
But M'sieur Mayor!
I will see it done!
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