Girls, Girls, Girls, Dance, Dance, Dance

It'd take more than a stitch in time to save these nine.

Harlots.

P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, five gold rings, four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.