Rene

Lyrics for Rene

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 (Readies = cash and having them 'in the bin' means having money) Just make your way down to The Crown & Anchor [London pub famous for being a rock music venue through the 60's and 70's) Ask for Rene (ohh, hello ducks!) and you'll be well in. She's Rene, the docker's delight, and a ship's in every night Romping 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 (It sounds like 'she'll have your oars out' but it's just the way he sings 'yours-a' Well, there's a kid of every shape and colour Safely hid in coal-sheds, double locked (this alludes to black kids by white prostitutes, hidden away) Where 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