Lyrics Swinging London Town

Do you know the me that wakes and sees the live wire in her eyes
The it girl with a twist girl and no one realises
Just that I'm living on a tightrope, I can't, I won't look down
I pussy-foot from drink to drink in Swinging London Town

Do you know the me that wakes in places with faces I've never seen
The mother of all hangovers to remind me where I've been
And if I stop, I'm sickened, it really gets me down
So I step back into the city lights, the Queen of London Town
It's the Queen of London Town
It's the Queen of London Town

New York, Monaco, Paris and Milan
Poor little rich girl who does it cos she can
I'm just a big time Gucci girl, a thirst in retail therapy
And now we're down the slide to rehab, and all the gear for free
And with these joke-fuelled egos, Martini-sipping charm
Gigolos and stick-thin models hanging off their arm
I guess I'm neck deep in it and starting to drown
Along with all the wannabes in Swinging London Town

Chant
Do you know me
Do you know me
Do you know me
Really, really know me
[Repeat]

Do you know me
Really, really know me

Middle 8
Soho soaks, drink, Campari
Free flowing, bubbly, a drop of gin
Cocktails with price tags make you choke on your sushi
Dressed to impress, these bright young things
Chelsea chicks drink white wine spritzers
G&T's or bottled Beer
Hooray Henry's the cruising the King's Road
In Daddy's Bentley stocked full of gear
Gear, gear, gear, gear
Gear, gear, gear, gear

Do you know the me, the face that graces the pages of "Hello"?
Try hard to die hard, united on the goal
Air kissing eligible bachelors and trust-fund Daddy's boys
International playgirls, showing off their toys

And all these price tag starlets, a galaxy of stars
Buzzing round the next big thing and checking out their cars
I guess I'm neck deep in it and starting to drown
Along with the wannabes in Swinging London Town
Swinging London Town
Swinging London Town
Swinging London Town