Standard (EADGBE)
Steppin' 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, Shaftsbury Avenue
excuse me talking, I wanna marry you
this is seventh heaven street to me, don't you be so proud
You're just another angel, in the crowd.
And I'm walking in the wild west end
Walking in the 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 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