Rene, the Dockers' Delight - Small Faces

There she is parading on the quayside

You can find her every night

Ah, waiting for a stevedore from Tyneside —

Why it’s Rene, the docker’s delight!

Well, if you just got off an oil tanker

And you’ve got the readies in the bin (Readies = cash and having them 'in the

bin' means having money)

Just make your way down to The Crown & Anchor

Ask for Rene (ohh, hello ducks!) and you’ll be well in

She’s Rene, the docker’s delight, and a ship’s in every night

Groping with a stoker from the coast of Kuala Lumpur

Love is like an 'ole in the wall

A line-up in the warehouse no trouble at all

If you can spare the money, you’ll have a ball —

She’ll have yours

Well, there’s a kid of every shape and colour

Safely hid in coal-shed double locked (this alludes to black kids by white

prostitutes, hidden away)

Well it’s been said that Rene is the mother

I wonder — well, there you go!

She’s Rene, the docker’s delight, and a ship’s in every night

Groping with a stoker from the coast of Kuala Lumpur