Wild West End

Tom: D
 
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 Steppin' out to Angellucci's, for my coffee beans
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 checking out the movies, and the magazines
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 waitress she watches me, crossing from the Barocco bar
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 I'm getting a pickup, for my steel guitar
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 I saw you walking out,      Shaftsbury Avenue
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 excuse me talking, I wanna   marry you
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 this is seventh heaven street to me, don't you be so proud
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 You're just another angel,   in the crowd. 
 
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        And I'm walking in the wild west end
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        Walking in the wild west end
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        Walking with your wild best friend
 
 
And my conductress on the number nineteen, she was a honey
pink toenails and hands all dirty with the money
greasy greasy greasy hair, easy smile
made me feel nineteen, for awhile
and I 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 all right now, you and me we can't beat walking -
 
Chorus
 
And a gogo, dancing girl, yes I saw her
the deejay, he say, here's Mandy for ya
I fell all right 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 . . .
 
Chorus / Tag