Lady of Pleasure (Allan Taylor) 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 Copyright Island Music recorded by the Fairport Convention on Tippler's Tales JY
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