Belladonna's on the high street
  Her breasts upon the offbeat
  And the stalls are just the sideshows
  Victoriana's old clothes
  Yeah she got the skirt so tight now
  She wanna travel light now
  She wanna tear up all her roots now
  She got the turn-up on her boots now
  She thinks she's tough
  She ain't no English rose
  But the blind singer
  He's seen enough and he knows
  He do a song about a long-gone Irish girl
  But I got one for you my Portobello Belle