There's A Trollop Up Elmwood Street

(albüm: Wakey Wakey - 1989)

And I'd walk across the M.1.
And I'd trek through the Amazon

I'd be a Spanish matador, nowt would be too risky for me

And I'd loop the loop in a Jumbo
And I'd box with Frankie Bruno

I could do anything, dance in a lions den
But I'm never gonna walk up Elmwood street again

There's a slag, there's a trollop up Elmwood street
A man's not safe to walk up there alone
A dirty bag, there's a trollop up Elmwood street
There's a tart, bag, slut, slag, trollop, up Elmwood street

Oh I'd fence with a sword that was blunt
And I'd hitch a lift from James Hunt

I could do anything, dance in a lions den
But I'm never gonna walk up Elmwood street again

There's a slag, there's a trollop up Elmwood street
A tart, bag, slut, slag, trollop, up Elmwood street

There's a slag, there's a trollop up Elmwood street
A man's not safe to walk up there alone
A dirty bag, there's a trollop up Elmwood street
Say no more