She's a lady

She's a lady, she's a hooker
And for sure a real good looker
So she sleeps with men for money
Which can't be fun

She's a hooker, she's a whore
She is not the girl next door
But she's the girl that I adore
She is the one

She's a bar girl, she's a lady
And I hope that perhaps maybe
If she stayed with me, then from the shadows
We'd chase the sun

From bleak bordello's grating grind
From 'massage' parlours of all kind
From girly bars, fixed smiles assigned
Oh how we'd run

Once then a lady of the night
But now of the day and of the light
Together we'd take headlong flight
Real life begun

In harmony we'd surely live
Each with so very much to give
For ever and a day we'd live
'Til life is done