Sitting in a window in a street in Amsterdam
She was pulling all the punters who were queuing for the ham
She caught his eye as he was merely catching all the sights
He didn't meant to fall in love, and she worked only nights
She was a bad sister and if you'd have kissed her
She'd have taken you to hell and back
She was a bad sister and if you'd have missed her
She'd have chased you to the end of the track
Mesmerised at nakedness that only fools the young
He marvelled at her beauty while hanging out his tongue
How could such a goddess resort to selling this
Yet all he wanted from-her was a cuddle and a kiss
She was a bad sister and if you'd have kissed her
She'd have taken you to hell and back
She was a bad sister and if you'd have missed her
She'd have chased you to the end of the track
This wasn't on the school trips, no Gilder in his hand
Museums or the zoo, the red-light place was banned
And so it was he wandered off wondering "what if"
Fantasy embedded like mental hieroglyph
She was a bad sister and if you'd have kissed her
She'd have taken you to hell and back
She was a bad sister and if you'd have missed her
She'd have chased you to the end of the track
Sitting in a window in a street in Amsterdam
While he studied hard at home for his GCE exams
She never knew of his existence, didn't set her sights
He didn't meant to fall in love, and dreamt of her at nights
She was a bad sister and if you'd have kissed her
She'd have taken you to hell and back
She was a bad sister and if you'd have missed her
She'd have chased you to the end of the track