Lyric Wild West End

Stepping out to Angellucci s for my coffee beans
Checking out the movies and the magazines
Waitress she watches me crossing from the Barocco Bar
I m getting a pickup for my steel guitar
I saw you walking out Shaftesbury Avenue
Excuse me for talking I wanna marry you
This is the seventh heaven street to me
Don t be so proud
You re just another angel in the crowd
And I m walking in he wild west end
Walking with your wild best friend
And my conductress on the number nineteen
She was a honey
Pink toenails and hands all dirty with money
Greasy hair easy smile
Made me feel nineteen for a while
Amd wI went down to Chinatown
In the backroom it s a man s world
All the money go down
Duck inside the doorway gotta duck to eat
Right now feels alright now
You and me we can t beat
And a gogo dancing girl yes I saw her
The deejay he say here s Mandy for ya
I feel alright to see her
But she s paid to do that stuff
She s dancing high I move on by
The close ups can get rough
When you re walking in the wild west end