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 gin and scotch as well

She’s sixty six but looks sixteen

Her friends don’t know her now her face is clean

Fanlight fanny the frowsy nightclub queen

See her glide around the floor then glide around into the pub next door

Fanlight fanny the frowsy nightclub queen

She looks swell in lime a queen all the time

You get your moneys worth

By day you’d say “It’s her second time on earth”

She waltzes in the West End shops then waltzes out again between two cops

Fanlight fanny the frowsy nightclub 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 saucepans upon her chest

Fanlight Fanny the frowsy nightclub queen

She looks swell in lime a queen all the time

You get your moneys worth

By day you’d say “It’s 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 nightclub queen