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I'm back on dry land once again
Opportunity awaits me like a rat in a drain
We're all hunting honey with money to burn
Just a short time to show you the tricks that we've learned

If the boys all behave themselves here
Well, there's pretty young ladies and beer in the rear
You won't need a gutter to sleep in tonight
Oh, the prices I charge here will see you alright

So she lays down beside me again
My sweet painted lady, the one with no name
Many have used her, and many still do
There's a place in the world for a woman like you

Oh, sweet painted lady, seems it's always been the same
Getting paid for being laid
Guess that's the name of the game
Oh, sweet painted lady, seems it's always been the same
Getting paid for being laid
Guess that's the name of the game, oh

Forget us, we'll have gone very soon
Just forget we ever slept in your rooms
And we'll leave the smell of the sea in your beds
Where love's just a job, and nothing is said

So she lays down beside me again
My sweet painted lady, the one with no name
Many have used her, and many still do
There's a place in the world for a woman like you

Oh, sweet painted lady, seems it's always been the same
Getting paid for being laid
Guess that's the name of the game
Oh, sweet painted lady, seems it's always been the same
Getting paid for being laid
Guess that's the name of the game, oh
I'm back on dry land once again    Opportunity awaits me like a rat in a drain    We're all hunting honey with money to burn    Just a short time to show you the tricks that we've learned       If the boys all behave themselves here    Well, there's pretty young ladies and beer in the rear    You won't need a gutter to sleep in tonight    Oh, the prices I charge here will see you alright       So she lays down beside me again    My sweet painted lady, the one with no name    Many have used her, and many still do    There's a place in the world for a woman like you       Oh, sweet painted lady, seems it's always been the same    Getting paid for being laid    Guess that's the name of the game    Oh, sweet painted lady, seems it's always been the same    Getting paid for being laid    Guess that's the name of the game, oh       Forget us, we'll have gone very soon    Just forget we ever slept in your rooms    And we'll leave the smell of the sea in your beds    Where love's just a job, and nothing is said       So she lays down beside me again    My sweet painted lady, the one with no name    Many have used her, and many still do    There's a place in the world for a woman like you       Oh, sweet painted lady, seems it's always been the same    Getting paid for being laid    Guess that's the name of the game    Oh, sweet painted lady, seems it's always been the same    Getting paid for being laid    Guess that's the name of the game, oh