Stepping out to Angellucci's for my coffee beans Checking out the movies and the magazines The waitress she watches me crossing from the Barocco bar I get a pickup for my steel guitar I saw you walking out Shaftesbury avenue Excuse me talking I wanna marry you This is seventh Heaven street to me Don't be so proud you're just another angel in the crowd And I'm walking in the wild west end Walking with your wild best friend Now my conductress on a number nineteen, she was a honey Pink toenails and hands all, dirty with money Greasy, greasy, greasy hair, easy smile That made me feel nineteen for a while And I went down, Chinatown In the back room it's man's world, all the money go down Duck inside the doorway, duck to eat It just ain't no way you and me, we can beat Walking in the wild west end Walking in the wild west end Walking with your wild best friend Now, a gogo, dancing girl, yes I saw her The D.J he says, "Here's Mandy for ya" I feel alright, saying now, do that stuff She's dancing high I move on by, the close up's can get rough When you're walking in the wild west end Walking, walking, walking in the wild west end Walking, walking with your wild best friend Walking, walking in the © STRAITJACKET SONGS LTD; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com