FANLIGHT FANNY
(George Formby / Harry Gifford / Fred E. Cliffe)


George Formby - 1935




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 beer and stout as well

She's sixty-six, but looks sixteen
Her friends don't know her now her face is clean
Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy night club queen

See her glide around the floor
Then glide around into the pub next door
Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy night club queen

She looks well in the lime, a queen all the time
You get your money's worth
By day you'll 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 frowsy night club queen

She's a peach, but understand
She's called a peach because she's always canned
Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy night club queen

When she's dressed she's like Mae West
She wears two saucepan lids upon her chest
Fanlight Fann,y the frowsy night club queen.

She looks well in the lime, a queen all the time
You get your money's worth.
By day you'll 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 frowsy night club queen


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As performed by GEORGE FORMBY
in the 1939 film "Trouble Brewing":


Up the West End, that's the best end
Where the night clubs thrive
Down into a dive you go
Now, 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 beer and stout as well

She's sixty-six, but she looks sixteen
Her friends don't know her now her face is clean
That's Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy night club queen

See her glide around the floor
Then glide around into the pub next door
That's Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy 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 frowsy night club queen

By tecs she's follered and when she's collared
The judge she always cheats
Twice a month, two weeks she'll do
She's often boasted she's been toasted
Toasted by her friends
She ought to be cremated too
You can't tell if she's brunette or a blonde
She's like something you drag out of a pond

Now, she's a peach but understand
She's called a peach because she's always canned
That's Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy night club queen

When she's dressed she's like Mae West,
She wears two saucepan lids upon her chest
That's Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy 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 into the West End shops
Then she waltzes out between two cops
That's Fanlight Fanny, the frowsy night club queen






(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - May 2014)