They dress like Laurence Harvey,
The immaculate son.
She looks good and lovely.
A sight for all to see.
With a voice you could get lost in
Eighteen . . . .
He's a practical man.
Gonna catch you if he can.
He's a practical man.
Gonna catch you if he can.
He's a practical man.
Gonna catch you if he can.
Down in Piccadilly, down in West One,
Drinking cups of coffee
In Fortnum and Mason.
She looks good and lovely.
Trained in luxury,
She's trained, she's trained
With a voice you could get lost in
Eighteen . . . .
He's a practical man.
Gonna catch you if he can.
He's a practical man.
Gonna catch you if he can.
He's a practical man.
Gonna catch you if he can.
Lock up your daughters.
Lock up your daughters.
Lock up your daughters.
Lock up your daughters.
Down in Piccadilly, down in West One,
If you're really lucky,
You'll see Francis Bacon.
He paints good and lovely,
A sight for all to see.
In a world you could get lost in,
Eighty . . . .
Lock up your daughters.
Lock up your daughters.
Here they come, here they come.
Piccadilly West One.
It's real what they feel.
No doubt about it.
Lock up your daughters.
Lock up your daughters.
Here they come, here they come.
Piccadilly West One.
Get rich quick
And live to count it.