Dire Straits – Wild West End

Stepping 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 get a pickup for my steel guitar

I saw you walking out Shaftesbury Avenue

Excuse me talking I wanna marry you

This is the 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

And now my conductress on the number nineteen, She was a honey

Pink toenails and hands all, dirty with the money

Greasy easy Greasy hair, easy smile

Made me feel nineteen for a while

And I went down to, Cha, Cha, uh, uh, 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 beat

Walking in the wild west end

Walking in the wild west end

Walking with your wild best friend

Now eh, a gogo, dancing girl, yes I saw her

The deejay, he say, here’s Mandy for ya

I feel alright, saying now, 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 in the wild west end

Walking with’cha wild best friend

Walking it, Walking it