歌曲名 Fred Partington Is Daughter 歌手名 Del Amitri

作词：Justin Currie

作曲：Justin Currie

I was sitting in this five star

Place going nowhere fast

When she caught my attention

Through the bottom of my glass

She was a waitress in the hotel

Above this smoky bar

She got up at dawn for breakfast

And worked on 'til it got dark

And at six o'clock when her shift was up

She'd drink the night away

Well wouldn't you if you served gentlemen all day

Well she told me where she came

From was a petty kind of town

How her parents became born-agains after

Her brother got knocked down

And how she found the magazines

In the boot of daddy's car

And he told her he was weak sometimes

Just like how all gentlemen are

And in summer she'd work in his shop

And then cry the night away

Well wouldn't you if you served gentlemen all day

So she left her home

And family one cloudy afternoon

And she came here with her girlfriend

Who had found them both a room

And everyday they'd wake up early

And go looking for a wage

In high-heels and makeup

They would lie about their age

With her first job as a barmaid

She's just dream her shift away

Well wouldn't you

If you served gentlemen all day

Gentlemen all day

And one day by the dole office

A car window rolled down

And a gentleman asked for directions

To her old home town

And it transpired he knew her family

And he owned a string of bars

So he offered her a job

If she would kiss him in his car

So it was that she accepted

His advance of one week's pay

Well wouldn't you if you served gentlemen all day

Gentlemen all day

And as she told me all these tales

She picked a scab around her wrist

That she confessed it was self-inflicted

With a whisky glass like this

Then she game her name and number to me

I did not give mine

She said maybe I should call her

For some fun some time

And the funniest thing was

That name stuck in my head

And eight months later it was

In a headline that I read

They had pulled her out the river

In that same black dress

And she lay there quite the lady

For the gentlemen of the press

And her picture in the paper looked

So small and far away

Well wouldn't you if you served gentlemen all day