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They call her the lady of the night |
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She's a woman of the world |
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And easy-living girl with love for sale |
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That's what they call her the lady of the night |
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No one seems to know her name |
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And even less about the place |
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From where she came |
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Every evening when the night is close at hand |
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You'll find the lady on the Rue d'Avignon |
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In a half lit hotel doorway the lady advertises warmly |
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It's just a job but she'll do the best she can |
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Don't try to change this lady of the night |
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She's a lot like you and me |
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And less than what she seems to be |
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(She is the lady of the night) |
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And easy-living girl |
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(she is the lady of the night) |
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She's a woman of the world |
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(she is the lady of the night) |
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With lots of loving for sale |
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(she is the lady of the night) |
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Lady lady of the night |
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Round here they call her the lady of the night |
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In a perfume hotel room |
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Shadows dance upon the wall and fate at dawn |
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She's no beginner this lady of the night |
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Never try that funny stuff |
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'cause lady can be tough |
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Be warned! |
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(She is the lady of the night) |
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She's a lot like you and me |
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(she is the lady of the night) |
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And never just what she seems |
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(she is the lady of the night) |
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No one seems to know her name |
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(she is the lady of the night) |
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Or the place from where she came |
