Jon Langford - Ruby
Putting metal on metal, keeps it cold and wet
Cuts like a dream, finish like glass
She’s getting it done right she's getting it done fast
The factory's cold and she’s watching the clock
But it's Friday afternoon and they've got job and knock
Her quota's beat and she'll be home by 4
Getting ready for the dance and out of that door
To the baths up Stow Hill
They boarded over for dancing
The American serviceman he'll
Show her Jitterbug, Jive and Swing
Piss taking and tеa, sharing news from the front
Thaw ‘round the salamandеr eating their lunch
Here comes the foreman, he's such a dope
But today he's got our little brown envelopes
Men from the ministry doubted her skills
She sent them packing back to Woolwich Arsenal
She punched the clock out, the bell explodes
And she’s ready to run out on Corpa’ Road
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