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!