The whorehouse is burning Like the devil's come to claim it. Get them girls out quickly, Before the devil gets his payment. Don't let the devil get his payment... Don't let the devil get his pay They tried all night To put that fire out. Using themselves, Like they never done it before. Like they never done it before... Like they never done before. And by the strike of four The house had been consumed. The burnt bodies they found, Died clutching fake jewels. Died clutching fake jewels... Died clutching fake jewels. The sailors hauled up trailers Beside them smoking ashes. Donated some blankets, And fixed up a box-spring mattress. Fixed up a box-spring mattress... Fixed up a box-spring mattress And like a phoenix rising There was one girl surviving. They put her in the trailer, And kept her business running. They kept her business running... Kept her business running.