Lyric 22, Acacia Avenue
(Harris, Smith)
If you re feeling down depressed and lonely, I know a place where we can go
22 Acacia Avenue, meet a lady that I know
So if you re looking for a good time, and you re prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for, everybody s got their vice
If you re waiting for a long time, for the rest to do their piece
You can tell her that you know me, you might even get it free
So any time you re down in the East End, don t you hesitate to go
You can take my honest word for it, she ll teach you more than you can know
Charlotte can t you get out from all of this madness? Can t you see it only brings you sadness
When you entertain your men, don t you know the risk of getting disease
Some day when you re reaching the age of forty I bet you ll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know, you won t have any beautiful wares to show any more
22, the Avenue, that s the place where we all go
You will find it s warm inside, the red lights burning bright tonight
Charlotte isn t it time you stopped this mad life? Don t you ever think about the bad times?
Why do you have to live this way? Do you enjoy your lay or is it the pay?
Sometimes when you re strolling down the Avenue The way you walk it makes men think of having you
When you re walking down the street, everybody stops and turns to stare at you
22, the Avenue, that s the place where we all go
You will find it s warm inside, the red lights burning bright tonight
Beat her, mistreat her, do anything that you please
Bite her, excite her, make her get down on her knees
Abuse her, misuse her, she can take all that you ve got
Caress her, molest her, she always does what you want
(3:50-Solo: Dave Murray)
You re running away don t you know what you re doing? Can t you see it ll lead you to ruin
Charlotte you ve taken your life and you ve thrown it away
You believe that because what you re earning Your life s good don t you know that you re hurting
All the people that love you don t cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling It s no life for you stop all that screwing
You re packing your bags and you re coming with me
(5:31-Solo: Adrian Smith)
If you re feeling down depressed and lonely, I know a place where we can go
22 Acacia Avenue, meet a lady that I know
So if you re looking for a good time, and you re prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for, everybody s got their vice
If you re waiting for a long time, for the rest to do their piece
You can tell her that you know me, you might even get it free
So any time you re down in the East End, don t you hesitate to go
You can take my honest word for it, she ll teach you more than you can know
Charlotte can t you get out from all of this madness? Can t you see it only brings you sadness
When you entertain your men, don t you know the risk of getting disease
Some day when you re reaching the age of forty I bet you ll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know, you won t have any beautiful wares to show any more
22, the Avenue, that s the place where we all go
You will find it s warm inside, the red lights burning bright tonight
Charlotte isn t it time you stopped this mad life? Don t you ever think about the bad times?
Why do you have to live this way? Do you enjoy your lay or is it the pay?
Sometimes when you re strolling down the Avenue The way you walk it makes men think of having you
When you re walking down the street, everybody stops and turns to stare at you
22, the Avenue, that s the place where we all go
You will find it s warm inside, the red lights burning bright tonight
Beat her, mistreat her, do anything that you please
Bite her, excite her, make her get down on her knees
Abuse her, misuse her, she can take all that you ve got
Caress her, molest her, she always does what you want
(3:50-Solo: Dave Murray)
You re running away don t you know what you re doing? Can t you see it ll lead you to ruin
Charlotte you ve taken your life and you ve thrown it away
You believe that because what you re earning Your life s good don t you know that you re hurting
All the people that love you don t cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling It s no life for you stop all that screwing
You re packing your bags and you re coming with me
(5:31-Solo: Adrian Smith)
