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 

Just 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 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, Monico, Paris and Milan

Poor little rich girl, who does it cos she can

I'm just a big time Gucci girl a first in retail therapy

And now we're down the slide to rehab and all of it for free

And with these joke-fuelled egos, Martini sipping chums

Gigolos, stick-thin 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

Dressed to impress, these bright young things,

Chelsea chicks, drink white wine spritzers

G&T's or bottled beer

Horray Henry's cruising the King's Road

In daddy's bentley still full of gear

Gear, gear, gear, gear

Gear, gear, gear, gear



 Do you know the me the that face graces pages of Hello?

Try hard to die hard, united on the goal

Air kissing eligible bachelors and trust fund daddy's boys

International playgirl showing off their toys



And all these price tag starlets, a galaxy of stars

Buzzing around 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