Lyrics:
Oh fair Doreen, the night has seeYou ply your trade so sweetAnd though they come your soul to stunNo anvil shall you beNo anvil shall you be, DoreenNo anvil shall you beAlthough they come your soul to stunNo anvil shall you beOh fair Doreen, your treacled lipsThat taste of other worldsThough they may claim your soul be stainedThou art not Satan's girlThou art not Satan's girl, DoreenThou art not Satan's girlThough they may claim your soul be stainedThou art not Satan's girl