Songs about punting

[sparkus]

OK, let's try to avoid 'Roxanne', but first up from me: 'Charlotte the Harlot' from Iron Maiden's debut album:

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Reportedly about a 'rite of passage' for local youth WG on Markhouse Road in Walthamstow where the original vocalist grew up near.  Music nerds have since said this is bollocks.

As a bonus, Charlotte was the inspiration for another more polished album track when Bruce Dickinson joined the band:

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(yes, I am bored)

[freeze44]

Trick of the light by the The WHO

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Basically about a fluffy punter.

[bossanova]

Here's an obscure one for you

Prostitute's Handbag by Tingle in The Netherlands

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The sort of thing John Peel would have loved

[Davey Dykes]

Whorehouse Blues - Motorhead

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[mr.bluesky]

Not wishing to be a party pooper but this topic has already been covered quite recently. 

[mr.bluesky]

Not wishing to be a party pooper but this topic has already been covered quite recently. 

This topic is on the general punting thread entitled "which songs remind you about punting" could someone with the know how merge these two topics into one 

[sparkus]

This topic is on the general punting thread entitled "which songs remind you about punting" could someone with the know how merge these two topics into one 

Shit, please do that.  I don't go in there that much so apologies for my rookie error 
Though I did learn a bit above 

[Sparta Prada]

When The Sun Comes Down by Arctic Monkeys

Cuddly Toy by Roachford

The A Team by Ed Sheerhan

[threechilliman]

I posted this many moons ago, but seems to fit the bill.....

Hotel California

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair (the journey to the punt in a convertible BMW)
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air (hoping there won't be a whiff of ciggy smoke at the venue)
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light (that moment when you finally get the address)
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim (low lighting levels in the room so you can't see that you're punting a dragon)
I had to stop for the night (Overnighter)
There she stood in the doorway; (technically incorrect as most hide behind the door)
I heard the mission bell (when the clock officially starts)
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell" (Stay or walk)
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way (to the room)
There were voices down the corridor, (her mate in the next room)
I thought I heard them say...(you can never quite make it out can you?)


Welcome to the Hotel California (A brothel)
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place) (questionable given some of the parlours I've visited)
Such a lovely face (not always)
Plenty of room at the Hotel California (A parlour)
Any time of year (Any time of year) (Girls with dusty phones)
You can find it here (Fanny)


Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends (it's all about the cash)
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends (WK's)
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. (dance = sex although my sweat isn't that sweet)
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget (It's why we punt isn't it?)


So I called up the Captain, (The Madam?)
"Please bring me my wine" (He means girl)
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine" (ooooh, Matron!!)
And still those voices are calling from far away, (the room next door sounds like they're having more fun than me)
Wake you up in the middle of the night (4am fuck on an overnighter, well he can't be referring to the wife can he?)
Just to hear them say...


Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise) (when the girl turns out to resemble her profile pics)
Bring your alibis (you see, he knows a thing or two does this lad)


Mirrors on the ceiling, (there's no hiding it now, this song is about punting)
The pink champagne on ice (I see the chocolates/flowers/fizz brigade have turned up)
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device" (they'll never earn as much stacking shelves at Tesco)
And in the master's chambers, (Dungeon?)
They gathered for the feast (Yes, a gangbang)
They stab it with their steely knives, (blue pill induced rigidity)
But they just can't kill the beast (once a punter, always a punter)


Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door (B&S)
I had to find the passage back (Did he mean her back passage or is it that moment you leave an apartment and think 'Left or right?')
To the place I was before (how the fuck do I get out of this building)
"Relax, " said the night man, (the money shot)
"We are programmed to receive. (girls who actually do CIM)
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! " (Believe it now OP, you'll be back.......)

[freeze44]

Cheers TCM am learning a lot about some songs!

[sparkus]

I'll never think of that awful song the same way ever again now...

[sparkus]

There was a discussion in another thread today about Chris Rea, who I believe sang 'The Road to Hell' (a recce of rub and tug joints no doubt) and 'Fool If You Think It's Over' (EAS).

[winkywanky]

Cheers TCM am learning a lot about some songs!

...I think you're learning a lot about TCM's fertile imagination  (and why not?)

[mr.bluesky]

There was a discussion in another thread today about Chris Rea, who I believe sang 'The Road to Hell' (a recce of rub and tug joints no doubt) and 'Fool If You Think It's Over' (EAS).

Chris Rea indeed did sing "The road to hell" but he was inspired to write it after driving on the M25 apparently  Good job he never teamed up with Dire Straits. The band would then be called Dire Rea. ( sorry I'll get me coat  )

[threechilliman]

...I think you're learning a lot about TCM's fertile imagination  (and why not?)

I think you mean filthy imagination!

[cassini]

L L Cool J - The Bristol Hotel

Favourite lyrics “her meat tastes better than Burger King”

[David1970]

Lou Reed - Walk on the wild side

The Police - Roxanne

[Davey Dykes]

Honky Tonk woman- The Strolling Bones

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[dubs]

Strange kind of woman- deep purple
Cross eyed Mary - jethro Tull

But now we’re all self isolating, Turning Japanese by the vapours

[sparkus]

Strange kind of woman- deep purple
Cross eyed Mary - jethro Tull

But now we’re all self isolating, Turning Japanese by the vapours

Some prize lyrics in there:

There once was a woman
A strange kind of woman
The kind that gets written down in history

I loved her
Everybody loved her
She loved everyone and gave them good return

I want you, I need you, I got to be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I got to be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman

She finally said she loved me
I wed her in a hurry
No more callers and I glowed with pride

What a mug 

[Happylad]

^This was sung in every school that I attended, and every Officers` Mess which I graced:-
(NB. the CHORUS repeated every 4 lines is "Aye Aye Cathusalem, Harlot of Jerusalem"

In days of old there lived a maid,
She was the Mistress of her trade,
A prostitute of high repute,
The harlot of Jerusalem.

Though she screwed for many a year,
Of pregnancy she had no fear,
She washed her passage out with beer,
The best in all Jerusalem.

Now in a hovel by the wall,
A student lived with but one ball,
Who'd been through all, or nearly all,
The harlots of Jerusalem.

His phallic limb was lean and tall,
His phallic art caused all to fall,
And victims lined the Wailing Wall,
That goes around Jerusalem.

One night returning from a spree,
With customary whore-lust he,
Made up his mind to call and see,
The harlot of Jerusalem.

It was for her no fortune good,
That he needed to root his pud,
And chose her out of all the brood,
Of harlots of Jerusalem.

With artful eye and leering look
He took out from its filthy-nook,
His organ twisted like a crook,
The Pride of Old Jerusalem.

He put the whore against the slum,
And tied her at the knee and bum,
Just where the strain would come,
Upon the fair Cathusalem.

He seized the harlot by the bun,
And rattling like a Lewis gun,
He sewed the seed of many a son,
Into the fair Cathusalem.

Then up there came an Onanite,
With warty balls smeared with shit,
He'd sworn he would ball that night,
The harlot of Jerusalem.

So when he saw the grunting pair,
With roars of rage he rent the air,
Vowed that he would soon take care,
Of the harlot of Jerusalem.

He seized the student by his crook,
And with a single look,
Flung him over Kedren's Brook,
That babbles past Jerusalem.

The student gave a furious roar,
And rushed to even up the score,
And with his swollen cock did bore,
The rapist of Cathusalem.

And reeling full of rags and fight,
He pushed the bastard Onanite,
And rubbed his face in Cathy's shit,
The foulest in Jerusalem.

Cathusalem she knew her part,
She closed her ass and blew a fart,
That sent him flying like a dart,
Right over old Jerusalem.

And buzzing like a bumble bee,
He flew straight out towards the sea,
But caught his asshole in a tree,
That grows in old Jerusalem.

And to this day you still can see,
His asshole hanging from that tree,
Let that to you a warning be,
When passing through Jerusalem.

And when the moon is bright and red,
A castrated dick sails overhead,
Still raining curses on the head,
Of the harlot of Jerusalem.

As for the student and his lass,
Many a playful night did pass,
Until she joined the V.D. class,
For harlots of Jerusalem

[catweazle]

Tina Turner's "Private Dancer," is, of course, all about a dancer in a lap dance club.

[sparkus]

Tina Turner's "Private Dancer," is, of course, all about a dancer in a lap dance club.

And 'Steamy Windows' about dogging.

[Moby Dick]

This topic is on the general punting thread entitled "which songs remind you about punting" could someone with the know how merge these two topics into one 

https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=175535.msg2713587#msg2713587

I always hum “She’ll be cumming round the mountain when she comes” when I go for a punt.

[Ahalfa Carling]

OK.

First of all there is the argument that "Hotel California" is about heroin addiction (either that or a cheap motel somewhere)

But onto the main topic.

I give you "Blue Angel" off the album "Misplaced Childhood" by Marillion.

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The sky was Bible black in Lyon
When I met the Magdalene
She was paralyzed in a streetlight
She refused to give her name
And a ring of violet bruises
They were pinned upon her arm
Two hundred francs for sanctuary
And she led me by the hand
To that room of dancing shadows
Where all the heartache disappears
And in the glowing tongues of candles
I heard her whisper in my ear
"J'entend ton coeur', j'entend ton coeur"
I can hear your heart, I can hear your heart
I can hear your heart, your heart
Your heart, your heart

[Kool Keef]

 'The House Of The Rising Sun ' may or may not be about a New Orleans brothel depending on which version you hear.

'Lady Marmalade' by Labelle is about a regular Joe, again in New Orleans, spicing up his dull life by hooking up with a WG.

He met Marmalade down in old New Orleans
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She says: "Hello, hey Joe you wanna give it a go"
Getcha, getcha ya, ya da, da
Getcha ya, ya, here
Mocha Chocolata ya, ya
Creole Lady Marmalade
"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?"
He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
And he drank her magnolia wine
Upon her black satin sheets
Where he started to freak
Touchin' her skin, feelin' silky smooth
Colour of café au lait
Made the savage beast inside
Roar until it cried
More, more, more
Now he's back home
Doin' old nine to five
Livin' his gray flannel life
But when he turns off to sleep
Het gets memories that creep
More, more, more
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Getcha, getcha ya, ya, da, da
Getcha, getcha ya, ya, here
Mocha chocolata ya, ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

[sparkus]

https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=175535.msg2713587#msg2713587

I always hum “She’ll be cumming round the mountain when she comes” when I go for a punt.

Be even better to be cumming on her mountains 

[catweazle]

"House of the Rising Sun" by The Animals is about a brothel.
"Ruby(don't take your love to town)" Kenny Rogers - Ruby starts hooking after hubby is disabled in Vietnam.

[stampjones]

OK, let's try to avoid 'Roxanne', but first up from me: 'Charlotte the Harlot' from Iron Maiden's debut album:

External Link/Members Only

Reportedly about a 'rite of passage' for local youth WG on Markhouse Road in Walthamstow where the original vocalist grew up near.  Music nerds have since said this is bollocks.

As a bonus, Charlotte was the inspiration for another more polished album track when Bruce Dickinson joined the band:

External Link/Members Only

(yes, I am bored)

Weirdly I was just listening to 22 acacia avenue today. I think that song was one of the reasons I got into punting. It all just sounded so seedy and exciting to my teenage brain

[sparkus]

Weirdly I was just listening to 22 acacia avenue today. I think that song was one of the reasons I got into punting. It all just sounded so seedy and exciting to my teenage brain

According to Wikipedia the song was written for a Maiden member's previous group, Urchin, whose sole album was 'Black Leather Fantasy':
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[wombat]

That well known dirty bastard Mr. Adrian Smith!

[daviemac]

One for the more sensible punter during the lockdown.

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[timsussex]

Here comes old Rosie she's looking mighty fine
Here comes hot Nancy she's steppin' right on time
There go the street lights bringin on the night
Here come the men faces hidden from the light

Here comes the rich man in his big long limousine
Here comes the poor man all you got to have is green
Here comes the banker and the lawyer and the cop
One thing for certain it ain't never gonna stop

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Bob Seger The fire down below fron Night Moves

[sparkus]

Weirdly I was just listening to 22 acacia avenue today. I think that song was one of the reasons I got into punting. It all just sounded so seedy and exciting to my teenage brain

I was earlier and thought it would make for a good UKP review based on the lyrics.

Comms: there was a bit of a queue, I was waiting for a long time.  Conveyor belt operation.

Venue: Acacia Avenue, the East End.  Warning: neighbours aware of her premises so not discreet.

Cost: Free (I know Bruce Dickinson), usually £15

Services: So, feeling down, depressed and lonely, I found myself in the East End looking for a good time.

Her range was quite impressive, no clock watcher! She allowed me to beat her, mistreat her, do anything that I please.  This included biting her, exciting her, making her get down on her knees, she took all I had.  Afterward I caressed her and molested her a bit, though she taught me more than I could know.

[whiskyfan]

Bruce Springsteen - Reno

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"Reno"

She took off her stockings
I held 'em to my face
She had your ankles
I felt filled with grace

"Two hundred dollars straight in
Two-fifty up the ass" she smiled and said
She unbuckled my belt, pulled back her hair
And sat in front of me on the bed

She said, "Honey, how's that feel
Do you want me to go slow?"
My eyes drifted out the window
And down to the road below

I felt my stomach tighten
As the sun bloodied the sky
And sliced through hotel blinds
I closed my eyes

Sunlight on the Amatitlan
Sunlight streaming through your hair
In the Valle de dos Rios
The smell of mock orange filled the air

We rode with the vaqueros
Down into cool rivers of green
I was sure the work and the smile coming out 'neath your hat
Was all I'll ever need

Somehow all you ever need's
Never quite enough you know
You and I, Maria, we learned it's so

She slipped me out of her mouth
"You're ready," she said
She took off her bra and panties
Wet her fingers, slipped it inside her
And crawled over me on the bed

She brought me another whisky
Said "Here's to the best you ever had"
We laughed and made a toast
It wasn't the best I ever had
Not even close

[GreyDave]

  Ok Showing both my age colour here

The Master ---aka Noel Coward 

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Alice Is at It Again
Noël Coward
In a dear little village
Remote and obscure
A beautiful maiden resided
As to whether or not
Her intentions were pure
Opinions were sharply divided
She loved to lie
Out 'neath the darkening sky
And allow the night breeze
To entrance her
She whispered her dreams
To the birds flying by
But seldom received any answer
Over the field and along the lane
Gentle Alice would love to stray
When it came to the end of the day
She would wander away
Unheeding
Dreaming her innocent dreams she strode
Quite unaffected by heat or cold
Frequently freckled or soaked with rain
Alice was out in the lane
Who she met there
Every day
Was a question
Answered by none
But she'd get there
And she'd stay there
'Til whatever she did
Was undoubtedly done
Over the field and along the lane
Both her parents would call in vain
Sadly, sorrowfully, they'd complain
'Alice is at it again'
Although that dear little village
Surrounded by trees
Had neither a school, nor a college
Gentle Alice acquired
From the birds and the bees
Some exceedingly practical knowledge
The curious secrets that nature revealed
She refused to allow to upset her
But she thought
When observing the beasts of the field
That things might have been organized better
Over the field and along the lane
Gentle Alice would make up
And take up her stand
The road was not exactly arterial
But it led to a town nearby
Where quite a lot of masculine material
Caught her rolling eye
She was ready to hitchhike
Cadillac or motorbike
She wasn't proud or choosy
All she
Was aiming to be
Was a pinked-up
Minked-up
Fly-by-night floozy
When old Rogers
Gave her pearls as large as
Nuts on a chestnut tree
All she'd say was
'Fiddle-di-dee
The wages of sin will be the death of me'
Over the field and along the lane
Gentle Alice's parents
Would wait hand in hand
Her dear old white-headed mother
Wistfully sipping champagne
Said 'We've spoiled our child
Spared the rod
Open up the caviar and say, "Thank God"
We've got no cause to complain
Alice is at it again'
Source: Musixmatch

[Bogof60]

OK.

First of all there is the argument that "Hotel California" is about heroin addiction (either that or a cheap motel somewhere)

But onto the main topic.

I give you "Blue Angel" off the album "Misplaced Childhood" by Marillion.

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The sky was Bible black in Lyon
When I met the Magdalene
She was paralyzed in a streetlight
She refused to give her name
And a ring of violet bruises
They were pinned upon her arm
Two hundred francs for sanctuary
And she led me by the hand
To that room of dancing shadows
Where all the heartache disappears
And in the glowing tongues of candles
I heard her whisper in my ear
"J'entend ton coeur', j'entend ton coeur"
I can hear your heart, I can hear your heart
I can hear your heart, your heart
Your heart, your heart

or even earlier
Lady Nina
also Marillion

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[Kerosene]

We can add Cheetham Hill by The Fall:

See the fleet of cruising cars
go past the stations and the bars.
Never stop to get out
in case they choose to cruise about.
Well, I tell you, that boy,
he stopped up at the station.
He must be on a mission of passion
Couldn't make out whether he was from
Salford or...ah... Manchester.
And this London visitor had this to say:
"Cheater"
Cheetham Hill.
Only way you stop is for passion at the station.
Why you cruising? To be unfaithful.
You want to settle up, you want to settle down.
And some man really hurt you.
He isn't around in Cheetham.
You cheated.
Well I tell you,
That boy, he stopped up at the station.
He must be on a mission of passion.
Cheater.
Cheetham Hill.
Where you going, boy? Are you cheatin'?
Is that why you come from Cheetham Hill?
When you stopped up at the station
was it an excuse to get away from your wife for the evening?
Couldn't make out whether he was from
(Max or Mary)
Salford or...ah...Manchester
(Chutney ferret)
And this London visitor had this to say
"Cheater"
Cheetham
(Cheetham Hill)
(customised
intentional
there's no need to go berserk
you don't scratch my nice blue Merc
I won't need to go berserk
if you don't scratch my nice green Merc)
And the boy stopped up
At the passion wagon
We couldn't make out where he was from
Salford or Manchester
And this London visitor had this to say

[Ahalfa Carling]

or even earlier
Lady Nina
also Marillion

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[scutty brown]

Lou Reed - Walk on the wild side

That's actually mainly about the trannies and gays at Andy Warhol's "Factory"

[scutty brown]

The Krim's Easy Money
about a punter who gets EAS for an underage girl

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[David1970]

That's actually mainly about the trannies and gays at Andy Warhol's "Factory"

“Candy came from out on the island
In the backroom, she was everybody's darlin'
But she never lost her head
Even when she was givin' head
She says, "Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side"
Said, "Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side"
And the colored girls go
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do

Little Joe never once gave it away
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York City is the place where they said
"Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side"
I said, "Hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side"

Little Joe was a TV hooker.

[Kool Keef]

We can add Cheetham Hill by The Fall:

See the fleet of cruising cars
go past the stations and the bars.
Never stop to get out
in case they choose to cruise about.
Well, I tell you, that boy,
he stopped up at the station.
He must be on a mission of passion
Couldn't make out whether he was from
Salford or...ah... Manchester.
And this London visitor had this to say:
"Cheater"
Cheetham Hill.
Only way you stop is for passion at the station.
Why you cruising? To be unfaithful.
You want to settle up, you want to settle down.
And some man really hurt you.
He isn't around in Cheetham.
You cheated.
Well I tell you,
That boy, he stopped up at the station.
He must be on a mission of passion.
Cheater.
Cheetham Hill.
Where you going, boy? Are you cheatin'?
Is that why you come from Cheetham Hill?
When you stopped up at the station
was it an excuse to get away from your wife for the evening?
Couldn't make out whether he was from
(Max or Mary)
Salford or...ah...Manchester
(Chutney ferret)
And this London visitor had this to say
"Cheater"
Cheetham
(Cheetham Hill)
(customised
intentional
there's no need to go berserk
you don't scratch my nice blue Merc
I won't need to go berserk
if you don't scratch my nice green Merc)
And the boy stopped up
At the passion wagon
We couldn't make out where he was from
Salford or Manchester
And this London visitor had this to say

Cheetham Hill/Strangeways area still got the RLD/streetwalkers.
Wonder if MES ever indulged??

[stampjones]

I was earlier and thought it would make for a good UKP review based on the lyrics.

Comms: there was a bit of a queue, I was waiting for a long time.  Conveyor belt operation.

Venue: Acacia Avenue, the East End.  Warning: neighbours aware of her premises so not discreet.

Cost: Free (I know Bruce Dickinson), usually £15

Services: So, feeling down, depressed and lonely, I found myself in the East End looking for a good time.

Her range was quite impressive, no clock watcher! She allowed me to beat her, mistreat her, do anything that I please.  This included biting her, exciting her, making her get down on her knees, she took all I had.  Afterward I caressed her and molested her a bit, though she taught me more than I could know.

Nice one 

[sparkus]

Cheetham Hill/Strangeways area still got the RLD/streetwalkers.
Wonder if MES ever indulged??

I remember he told an TV interviewer "Look mate, I've fucked more women than you've had hot dinners."

Yet his appeal and stature was mainly among male fans...

[sparkus]

“Candy came from out on the island
In the backroom, she was everybody's darlin'
But she never lost her head
Even when she was givin' head
She says, "Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side"
Said, "Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side"
And the colored girls go
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do

Little Joe never once gave it away
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York City is the place where they said
"Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side"
I said, "Hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side"

Little Joe was a TV hooker.

At the risk of blasphemy, I prefer Tribe Called Quest's sample of Herbie 'Grandad' Flowers' bassline in 'Can I Kick it?'

Despite being a number one, Flowers said Clive Dunn's 'Grandad' wasn't a money-spinner as it wasn't something likely to ever be played on the radio.  Dunn was a mere 50 at the time

[scutty brown]

“Candy came from out on the island
In the backroom, she was everybody's darlin'
But she never lost her head
Even when she was givin' head
She says, "Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side"
Said, "Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side"
And the colored girls go
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do

Little Joe never once gave it away
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York City is the place where they said
"Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side"
I said, "Hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side"

Little Joe was a TV hooker.

not quite

Candy Darling   External Link/Members Only
Joe Dallesandro -gay porn star External Link/Members Only
Holly Woodlawn External Link/Members Only
Joe Campbell - Sugar Plum Fairy External Link/Members Only)
Jackie Curtiss External Link/Members Only

[sparkus]

not quite

Candy Darling   External Link/Members Only
Joe Dallesandro -gay porn star External Link/Members Only
Holly Woodlawn External Link/Members Only
Joe Campbell - Sugar Plum Fairy External Link/Members Only)
Jackie Curtiss External Link/Members Only

Trash is something else, I saw stoned off my face but the scene with the guy demanding his shoes

[Ahalfa Carling]

How about BLOIK! from that popular beat combo The Macc Lads


Dick Head went to Soho, and paid for a sixty-nine, she said:
'Give us the beads up front, love, you'd better not waste my time.'
The whore had beans for dinner, and farted up his nose, he said:
'I'm not paying ackers out for sixty nine of those, but..


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[PepeMAGA]

Darling Nikki - Prince
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Artificial red - Mad Season
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