Rene

(álbum: Ogdens' Nut Gone Flake - 1968)

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
Just make your way down to The Crown and Anchor
Ask for Rene (oh, hello ducks!) and you'll be well in

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 yours

Well, there's a kid of every shape and colour
Safely hid in coal-shed double locked
Well 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 with a stoker from the coast of Kuala Lumpur