Up the West End, that's the best end, where the night clubs thrive Down into a dive you go There's a jazz queen, she's a has been, has been Lord knows what Every night she's there on show She dances underneath a magic spell She's full of charm and beer and stout aswell She's 66 but looks 16, her friends don't know her now her face is clean Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy night club queen. See her glide around the floor then glide around into the pub nextdoor, Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy night club queen. She looks well in the lime, a queen of the time, you get your money's worth By day you'd say it's her second time on earth! She waltzs in the West End shops then waltzes out between two cops Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy night club queen She's a peach but understand she's called a peach because she's always canned Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy nightclub queen When she's dressed she's like Mae West, she wears two saucepan lids upon her chest Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy nightclub queen. She looks well in the lime, a queen of all time. You get your money's worth By day you'd say its her second time on earth Every morning at the break of day, they call for the empties and they cart away. Fanlight Fanny the frowsy night club queen