Well, there she is parading on the quayside You can find her every night Waiting for a stevedore from Tyneside Why, it's Rene, the docker's delight
And if you just got off an oil tanker And you've got the readies in the bin Just make your way down to the crown and anchor Ask for Rene and you'll be well-in (Ooh, hello ducks!)
She's Rene, the docker's delight And a ship's in every night Groping 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 Well, it's been said that Rene is the mother I wonder, well, there you go (Ha!)
She's Rene, the docker's delight And a ship's in every night Groping with a stoker From the coast of Kuala LumpurTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
