The whorehouse is burningLike 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.