Isobel Goudie feels so good
She does not do the things that she should
She was going to the fare
Isobel Goudie
She met a stranger there
Isobel Goudie
Isobel Goudie
Isobel Goudie
She does not do the things she should

Selling time with no remission (?)
A scaly member
with a cold emission
She raised her eyes up to the sky
She crossed her heart
And she hoped to die

Isobel Goudie
Isobel Goudie
Isobel Goudie
She does not do the things she should

She is my Lady of the night
She is my Lady of the night
She is my Lady of the night

She does not do the things
She does not do the things
She does not do the things she should

She is my Lady of the night
She is my Lady of the night
She is my Lady of the night