oh i am very very sad 
i like kissing my own lips 
just like michael i'm completely mad 
i like sex at my own pace 
i, this nation's narcissus, laureate 
i like mirrors in bedrooms mirrors in bedrooms 
take me out to the bright lights (let's go) 
i wanna walk cute down the streets of soho 
take me out to the bright lights (let's go) 
i wanna walk down the streets 
oh slow d-r-e-a-m your life away for twenty-four hours 
t-e-a-s-e the girls, i say try it for one day 
dressed in white crimply white like a bride 
like a lamb to the slaughter 
your son and your daughter 
take me out to the bright lights (let's go) 
i wanna walk cute down the streets soho 
take me out to the bright lights (let's go) 
i wanna walk down the streets 
oh slow just another fake cockney - ah!