Mr. Soot's Little Black Book

Got gallies on
 Gone trolling for bit o' fun
 Under the bridge where they keep the real ladies!
 Her name was Christina
 Strumpet by trade
 A character in Mister Soot's Traveling Parade
 It's really quite handsome
 It's never a tiresome night when the petticoats twirl
 It's never a dull scene when his girls emerge
 From the steam in their carnival colors
 The calliope song
 Goes rolling for far too far
 Under the bridge where they don't know for daylight
 The trollops go by and
 String up passersby
 No mercy for debtors in Mister Soot's black book la-la-la
 It's almost like magic
 It treats for the tricks
 Under the bridge where the wonders reside
 Come give them a go but leave when you're told
 No horses for beggars in Mister Soot's book
 But it's really fantastic
 It's rarely so tragic when a boy or a girl buys a girl
 It's never a washout with nine pairs of tits out
 From the steam
 Here they come in their carnival colors, come on!