Do you know the me that wakes
And see the livewire in my eyes
The it girl with a twist girl
And no one realises that I'm living on a tightrope
I can't, I won't look down,
I pussyfoot from drink to drink
In swinging London Town
Do you know the me that wakes the places
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, Monico, Paris and Milan
Poor little rich girl, who does it coz she can
I'm just a big time Gucci girl
A thirst in retail therapy
Now the downward slide to rehab
And all of it for free
And all the joke-fuelled egos
Martini sipping chums
Gigolos, sipping models
Hanging off their arms
I guess I'm neck deep in it
I'm starting to drown
Along with all the wannabes
In swinging London Town
Do you know me?
Do you know me?
Do you know me?
Really, Really know me?
Do you know me?
Do you know me?
Do you know me?
Really really know me?
Soho soaks drink Campari,
Free flowing bubbly, a drop of gin,
Cocktails with price tags make you choke on your sushi
Dress to impress these bright young things,
Chelsea chicks drink white wine spritzers
G&Ts or bottled beer
Hurray Henry's cruising the King's Road
In daddy's bentley still full of gear
gear, gear ...
Do you know the me that face graces
Pages of Hello
Trying hard to die hard
United on the go
And 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
I'm starting to drown
Along with all the wannabes in Swing London Town
Swinging London Town
Swinging London Town
Swinging London Town
Swinging London Town
