Pirate Jenny

Ahh you people can watch while I'm scrubbing these floors And I'm scrubbing these floors while you're gawking Maybe once you tip me and it makes you feel swell In this crummy southern town In this pit of hotel But you'll never guess to who you're talking No You'll never guess to who you're talking Then one night there's a scream in the night And you wonder: "Who could that have been ?" And you see me kind of grinning while I'm scrubbing And you say "What she got to grin ?" I'll tell ya There's a ship The black freighter With a skull on it's mast-head Will be coming in You gentlemen say: "Hey gal, finish them floors What's wrong with you ? Earn your keep here" You toss me your tips and look to the ships But I'm counting your heads as I'm making the beds 'Cause there's nobody gonna sleep here tonight No Nobody No-one No-one