• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Piccadilly - Squeeze
• Piccadilly - Adam Ant
• Piccadilly - Adam & The Ants

She's not a picture above somebody's fire
She sits in a towel with a purple hair dryer
She waits to get even with me
She hooks up her cupcakes and puts on her jumper
Explains that she'll be late to a worryin' mother
She meets me in Piccadilly
A begging folk singer stands tall by the entrance
His song relays worlds of most good intentions
A fiver a ten P in his hat for collection
She talks about office, she talks about dresses
She's seen one she fancies her smile is impressing
So maybe I'll treat her someday
We queue among strangers and strange conversation
Love's on the lips of all forms of engagements
All queuing to see tonight's play
A man behind me talks to his young lady
He's happy that she is expecting his baby
His wife won't be pleased but she's not been round lately
The girl was so dreadful we left in a hurry
Escaped in the rain for an Indian curry
At the candle lit Taj Mahal
My lips to a napkin, I called for a taxi
The invite of eyes made it tense but relaxed me
My mind took a devious role
The cab took us home through a night I'd not noticed
The neon club lights of adult films and Trini Lopez
My arm around love but my acting was hopeless
We crept like two thieves from the kettle to the fire
We kissed to the sound of the silence that we'd hired
Now captured, your love in my arms
A door opened slightly a voice spoke in worry
Mum went to bed without wind of the curry
Our secret love made its advance
Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
Loose change in my pocket, it started to rattle
Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Loose change in my pocket it started to rattle
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Loose change in my pocket it started to rattle
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle

Adam Ant/Andre Cymone
Down in Piccadilly down in West One
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
Down in Piccadilly down in West One
Drinking cups of coffee
In Fortnum and Mason
She looks good and lovely
Trained in luxury
With a voice you could get lost in
Eighteen.....
He's a practical man
Gonna catch you if he can
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 it
Eighty.....
Here they come here they come
Piccadilly West One
It's real what they feel
No doubt about it
Here they come here they come
Piccadilly West One
Get rich quick

Down in Piccadilly
Down in West One
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
Lock up your daughters
(Here they come, here they come Piccadilly West One)
Lock up your daughters
(It's real what they feel, no doubt about it)
Lock up your daughters
(Here they come, here they come Piccadilly West One)
Lock up your daughters
(Get rich quick and live to count it)
Lock up your daughters
(Here they come, here they come Piccadilly West One)
Lock up your daughters
(It's real what they feel, no doubt about it)
Lock up your daughters
(Here they come, here they come Piccadilly West One)
Lock up your daughters
(Get rich quick and live to count it)
Lock up your daughters
(Here they come, here they come Piccadilly West One)
Lock up your daughters