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Silly Babs

You stroll through the streets, follow the thieve's trail
With beggars and soldier, with theirs hats over one ear
You pull your skirt up and laugh at every man
Who dares to do in the dark, what can't be done in daylight
And by night your name goes around
In the pubs here
By the blond foaming beer
 
I know them one by one
The proper gentlemen
I'll never forget them
Like they do to you
How often have you pressed such a head
drunk, stupid and horny
against your breast,
your body wet of his drool
And by night your name goes around
In the pubs here
By the blond foaming beer
 
Silly Babs, come, Silly Babs come here
Delicious piece, silly girl,
Delicious pleasure animal
Silly Babs is round
Silly Babs is blond
A kiss on your mouth
Silly Babs, your delicious booty
lalalalala (etc)
 
Oh, and on sunday in the church
There sits such a gentleman
Stiff as a wooden plank
With nails in his head
Looking in his bank
A black sheet suit around his sinful body
Afraid of the devil and afraid of his wife
And putting a quarter in the bag
This way he buys his soul back, and his honour
And you have to stand somewhere in the back
As is custom
 
But once, there will be a day
They'll sound the bells
You'll wear white flowers
And ribbons on your skirt
When we exit the church
Hand in hand, together
They'll look then
I always think about that
When at night, in the pubs here
I hear your name again
By the blond foaming beer
 
Silly Babs, come, Silly Babs come here
Delicious piece, silly girl,
Delicious pleasure animal
Silly Babs is round
Silly Babs is blond
A kiss on your mouth
Silly Babs, your delicious booty
lalalalala (etc)