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