Rene lyrics

[This is a song about a London prostitute, so contains a lot of slang and

sexual innuendo, not all of which I understand!]

There she is parading on the quayside
You can find her every night

Ah, waiting for a stevedore from Tyneside -

Why it's Rene, the docker's delight!

Well, if you just got off an oil tanker

And you've got the readies (in the bin?) [readies = ready cash]

Just make your way down to The Crown & Anchor [London pub]

Ask for Rene (ohh, hello ducks!) and you'll be well in.

She's Rene, the docker's delight, and a ship's in every night

Romping with a stoker from the coast of Kuala Lumpur

Love is like an 'ole in the wall

A line-up in the warehouse no trouble at all

If you can spare the money, you'll have a ball -

She'll have your oars out!

Well, there's a kid of every shape and colour

Safely hid in coal-sheds (double-locked?)

Where it's been said that Rene is the mother.

I wonder - well, there you go!

She's Rene, the docker's delight, and a ship's in every night

Groping witha stoker from the coast of Kuala Lumpur