Lyrics:

She was born on a Brighton pier
To a gypsy mother and a bucket of tears
Her good looks coulda sailed a ship
But her will alone coulda sunk it

Funny thing about money for sex
You might get rich
But you die by it

It's gonna be a close call
Gonna be a close call

Tell me now what would you do
Hanging back with the brutes
Hustlin' a pickpocket
That's no way to get rich

It's gonna be a close call
Gonna be a close call
Gonna be a close call
Gonna be a close call

Business woman with good sense
If you live at all, you're gonna die by it
Funny thing about money for sex
You might get rich, but then...

It's gonna be a close call
Gonna be a close call
Gonna be a close call
Gonna be a close call