Lyrics:

Well, its the last call at the fag end
Of the wrong bar at the bad end
Of the wrong side of a dog town
On a one way road that takes you down
From a shit creek, and back again
The door swings open and they all come in
From the arse end of a, a sick world
A bus load of Yakuza girls
Yakuza girls, chicks of doom
Are fanning out to cover the room
Smokin' Luckys, climbin' the bar
Drinkin' saki from an old fruit jar
Yakuza girls, 12 o'clock high
Fishnets all the way to Hawaii
Playin' karoake and singin' along
With the key words of a lock'n'loll song

Well, ya get to see 'em all comin' through the place
Every household name then forgotten face
Every fucked up, low down, pin tucked, rewound
Siliconed, pillsucker has-been that ever found
Jesus in the bottom of a bottle, yeah
I reckon I'd seen it all, but I swear
I never seen this much potential romance
Since Lovelace Watkins split his pants
Yakuza girls, climbin' the walls
Chewin' on gum, grabbin' my balls
And tellin' me to cough, seein' how far
They can pole dance on the end of the bar
Yakuza girls, doin' the dog
With a yo-yo in and outa the bog
And who's that haulin' on a rubber glove
Yakuza girls, lookin' for love