Wild West End Mark Knopfler from “Dire Straits” (1978)
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 /C D/ 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 -
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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
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