oh i am very very sad
i like kissing my own lips
just like michael i'm completely mad
i like sex at my own pace
i, this nation's narcissus, laureate
i like mirrors in bedrooms mirrors in bedrooms
take me out to the bright lights (let's go)
i wanna walk cute down the streets of soho
take me out to the bright lights (let's go)
i wanna walk down the streets
oh slow d-r-e-a-m your life away for twenty-four hours
t-e-a-s-e the girls, i say try it for one day
dressed in white crimply white like a bride
like a lamb to the slaughter
your son and your daughter
take me out to the bright lights (let's go)
i wanna walk cute down the streets soho
take me out to the bright lights (let's go)
i wanna walk down the streets
oh slow just another fake cockney - ah!