"West End Of Park Lane" lyrics

She goes to Rome to buy her clothes, her perfume in Paris
Her jewelry is custom made of the finest quality
Everything she does in style
Everything she does is wild
She has the face of an angel
With a Mona Lisa smile

Lady of the night
Oh, what a lover
Lady of the night
Oh, oh, oh
Lady of the night
She'll satisfy ya
Lady of the night
She'll take ya higher

Each night she wears her finest silk
Beneath her finest milk
In chauffeured-driven limousine
She cruises to the scene
The West End of Park Lane
Is where it's happening
Many come from miles to be with the lady of the night

Lady of the night
Oh, what a lover
Lady of the night
Oh, oh, oh
Lady of the night
She'll satisfy ya
Lady of the night
She'll take ya higher

When her nights of passion end
And it's time to find herself
Within her mind she's so confused
Not knowing which to choose
Is she man enough today
A woman all the way
For nature dealt a tragic blow
To the lady of the night

Lady of the night
Oh, what a lover
Lady of the night
Oh, oh, oh
Lady of the night
She'll satisfy ya
Lady of the night
She'll take ya higher