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 frowsey night-club queen.

See her glide around the floor
Then glide around into the pub next door.
Fanlight Fanny the frowsey night-club queen.

She looks well in the lime, a queen all the time
You get your money's worth.
By day you'd say, it's her second time on earth.

She waltzes in the West-End shops
Then waltzes out in between two cops.
Fanlight Fanny the frowsey night-club queen.

Fanny
Fanny
Wonderful Fanny
Oh yes, that's Fanny

She's a peach but understand
She's called a peach because she's always canned.
Fanlight Fanny the frowsey night-club queen.

When she's dressed she's like Mae West
She wears two saucepan lids upon her chest.
Fanlight Fanny the frowsey night-club queen.

She looks well in the lime, a queen all the time
You get your money's worth.
By day you'd say
It's her second time on earth.

Every morn at the break of day, 
They call for the empties and they cart away,
Fanlight Fanny the frowsey night-club queen.
