[Intro: Spoken]
On Brick Lane, above the Frying Pan public house, I removed my boots to make love
As the coins from my pocket hit the untreated wooden floorboards, a large number of roaches scurried from beneath the single mattress, the only piece of furniture in an otherwise empty room
With her back to me, almost embarrassed, she placed the coins into a once white, greasy handkerchief. She turned 'round; I could smell gin, as she rested her head on my shoulder. She put her lips to my ear, and then she whispered:

Lay your love on me
Lay your love on me
I was blind but now I see
So come lay your love on me

I'd walk through sand in summertime
Wade through snow in wintertime
Just for you now

Lay your love on me
Lay your love on me
I was blind but now I see
So come lay your love on me
Like a mattress without fleas
Or a trick without the fee
Oh come lay your love on me
Oh yes lay your love on me

I'd walk through sand in summertime
Wade through snow in wintertime
One day I know you'll be mine
Mine, mine
(Walk through sand in summertime)
I'd walk through sand in summertime
(Wade through snow in wintertime)
Wade through snow in wintertime
(One day I know you'll be mine)
In this town there's too much crime
Lay your love on me
Lay your love on me
I was blind now I can see
So come lay your love on me

Making love above the pub, making love, making love
Making love above the pub, making love, making love
Making love above the pub, making love, making love
Making love above the pub, making love, making love
Making love above the pub, making love, making love
Making love above the pub, making love, making love
Making love above the pub, making love, making love
Making love above the pub, making love, making love
Making love above the pub, making love, making love
Making love above the pub, making love, making love