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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 ******************** 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)

    


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