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 -


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