There's a Trollop Up Elmwood Street

I'd walk across the m.1.

I'd trek through the amazon

I'd be a spanish matador, nowt would be too risky for me

I'd loop the loop in a jumbo

I'd box with frankie bruno

I could do anything, dance in a lions den

But i'm never gonna walk up elmwood street again

Chorus:

There's a slag, there's a trollop up elmwood street

A man's not safe to walk up there alone

A dirty bag, there's a trollop up elmwood street

There's a tart, bag, slut, slag, trollop, up elmwood street

I'd fence with a sword that was blunt

I'd hitch a lift from james hunt

I could do anything....

Chorus... (guitar bit)

Chorus...say no more.