Then there’s the last line:

I see your teeth flash, Jamaican honey so sweet
Down where Lexington cross 47th Street
She’s a big girl, she’s standing six foot three
Turning tricks for the dudes in the big city
Island girl
What you wanting with the white man’s world
Island girl
Black boy want you in his island world
He want to take you from the racket boss
He want to save you but the cause is lost
Island girl, island girl, island girl
Tell me what you wanting with the white man’s world
She’s black as coal but she burn like a fire
And she wrap herself around you like a well worn tire
You feel her nail scratch your back just like a rake
He one more gone, he one more John who make the mistake

I had no idea Killer Queen was about a hooker, either.

Yeah, by the time the two of us were done with “Lady Marmalade” there wasn’t a lot left to say.

I’ve read that the TV series Firefly has sacred prostitutes, or something very like them. I’ve never watched it, so I can’t say from my own experience.

I didn’t do “Lady Marmalade” because I figured we had covered it in the commentary last time.

Yes, please do visit this again in a month or two. Ant has suggested two new songs, and of course there’s still Lady Marmalade.

I considered “Bad Girls” for today’s column but didn’t use it because there really wasn’t much I could say about it. As for “Island Girl”, I skipped it for the same reason I skipped “Take a Walk On the Wild Side”; I really didn’t want to get into the whole realm of transvestite prostitutes.

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