There she is parading on the quayside
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You can find her every night
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Ah, waiting for a stevedore from Tyneside -
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Why it's Rene, the docker's delight!
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Well, if you just got off an oil tanker
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And you've got the readies (in the bin?) [readies = ready cash]
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Just make your way down to The Crown & Anchor [London pub]
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Ask for Rene (ohh, hello ducks!) and you'll be well in.
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She's Rene, the docker's delight, and a ship's in every night
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Romping with a stoker from the coast of Kuala Lumpur
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Love is like an 'ole in the wall
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A line-up in the warehouse no trouble at all
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If you can spare the money, you'll have a ball -
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She'll have your oars out!
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Well, there's a kid of every shape and colour
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Safely hid in coal-sheds (double-locked?)
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Where it's been said that Rene is the mother.
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I wonder - well, there you go!
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She's Rene, the docker's delight, and a ship's in every night
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Groping witha stoker from the coast of Kuala Lumpur
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Rene
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| The Small Faces |
