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, don't you seem 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
Now my conductress on the number nineteen, she was a honey (she was a honey)
Pink toenails and hands all dirty with the money
Greasy, greasy, greasy hair, easy smile
She made me feel nineteen for a while
I went down ch-ch, ah-ah, to Chinatown
In the backroom it's a man's world, all the money go down
Duck inside the doorway, duck to eat
Just ain’t no way, you and me, we can't beat
Walking in the wild West End
Walking in the wild West End
Walking with your wild best friend
Now a, a go-go dancing girl, yes I saw her
The DJ, he say, “Here's Mandy for ya”
I feel alright seeing her 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 (walking, walking)
Walking, in the wild West End (walking, walking)
Walking with your wild best friend
Walking, walking, walking
