I don't mind, that's what I'm here for.
The angel Gabriel sent me,
To give you a little bit of sympathy.
Ooh, I'm gonna take you down to Harley Street.
Such a shame you had that crash.
That will teach you to drive flash.
And that lorry, hit you at full power,
Your blood gushing like a shower.
Gonna take you down to Harley Street.
Plastic surgery, it's so plastic,
Plastic surgery, fantastic.
Well, you might have to sell your car,
And your parent's brand new house.
You lie awake and you loose your sleep, baby.
Miracles do not come cheap.
Gonna take you down to Harley Street.
Well, you can have a brand new nose,
Light blue eyes or even hazel.
Little ears will be much better,
When you are a real go-getter.
Gonna take you down to Harley Street.
Plastic surgery, it's so plastic,
Alright now
Plastic surgery, fantastic.
And you'd better take me away.
Well, don't go sitting in the sun.
Your new face might start to run.
Just forget your make-up scheme.
Clean your face with Mr. Sheen.
Ooh, I'm gonna take you down to Harley Street.
Plastic surgery, it's so plastic,
Okay
Plastic surgery, fantastic.
I'm gonna take you down to,
I'm gonna take you down to,
Take you, take you down to Harley.
Gonna take you down,
I'm gonna take you down girl.