I'd walk across the M.1.
I'd trek through the Amazon
I'D BE A SPANISH MATADOR, NOWT WOULD BE TOO RISKY FOR ME
I'd loop the loop in a Jumbo
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

[Chorus:]
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

I'd fence with a sword that was blunt
I'd hitch a lift from James Hunt
I could do anything....

[Chorus]... [guitar bit]

[Chorus]...Say no more.