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    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

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    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

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    Composition: Steve Marriott, Ronnie Lane, and Marriott

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