Me and my babe went to the show. I and babe went to the show. Did we sit on the end ? No. Cos a fallen girl was in the very front row. She got real lace curtains on her door. She got Brussels carpets on the floor. But she don't wear no silk or lace. No Lords she don't wear no corsetwaist. So love me sweet my dear sweet Lucy. Love me sweet my pretty baby. Love me sweet Baby sweet Lucy. Love me sweet Pretty Baby. Now babe's gone'n I won't come home. Now babe's gone'n I won't come home. Or with my clothes all wrinkled. And my hair ain't sittin' just right in the middle. She makes me want things I never had. She makes me want things I never had. Baby there's too many things I never had. And too many things I will never have. And youâ€™re the best that it is. And I need you baby please. Cos youâ€™re the best that it is