Apparently she works in a gentleman's club
A hostess who meets and greets
Somethings not right about the way she talks
An accent too forced when she speaks
A son born out of wed lock
An escort subject to divorce
Platinum hair, that little Knightsbridge club
Playing all the men of course
Chorus
Guilty, little confused.
Led to terrible sin
The accused appeared removed
Call the police to the scene
It was a special day at the races,
Held your nerve, played with a twist.
But you served a miscarriage of justice
On my stomach with your fist
I believed another who promised help
Trusted, when said they'd share
This burden I have to live with
distraught throughout the affair.
Bridge
Who led me to that gun
And how it worked
Drove to the location
Show you where it hurt
Verse
Powder burns on dainty gloves
An outfit unfit for trial
The medieval savagery of the law
20 minutes of denial
A Famous author wrote
Of how a civilised people could
place a rope round the neck
Of that working class girl
Chorus
Guilty, little confused.
Led to terrible sin
The accused appeared removed
Call the police to the scene
Guilty, little confused.
Led to terrible sin
The accused remained removed
Call the police to the scene
