Rene

There she is parading on the quayside

You can find her every night

Ah, waiting for a stevedore from Tyne side

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 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 your oars out

Well, there's a kid of every shape and color

Safely hid in coal-sheds double-locked

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 witha stoker from the coast of Kuala Lumpur