Oh, where I come from   I just don't confirm   Get me out of here   Leave the boredom behind   Wanna see those bright lights   Get this thing in gear, yeah      So we'll ride in my car   Follow the star   Drive on into town   With the stereo loud   Take the Great West Road out   Might think I went there down, down      You get your boots on   You get your boots on      And all boys and girls sing   (Na na na na)   Straight out of West London   (Na na na na)   Just like a loaded gun   (Na na na na)   The cognoscenti don't like us   Don't like us      (Na na na na)   We'll hit the strip tonight   (Na na na na )   Your eyes are burning so bright   (Na na na na)   Can't you feel the blood rush, baby   Tied up too tight      And tell me can you feel it   Feel the city breathing   Feel its beating heart   No superstition   Just cold ambition   It's time to make a mark, oh      You get your boots on   You get your boots on      And all boys and girls sing   (Na na na na)   Straight out of West London   (Na na na na)   Just like a loaded gun   (Na na na na)   The cognoscenti don't like us   Don't like us      (Na na na na)   We'll hit the strip tonight   (Na na na na)   Your eyes are burning so bright   (Na na na na)   Can't you feel the blood rush, baby   Tied up too tight      Tied up too tight   Tied up too tight, tight      Say somethin'   You put your boots on   You gotta move on      And all boys and girls sing   (Na na na na)   Straight out of West London   (Na na na na)   Just like a loaded gun   (Na na na na)   The cognoscenti, they don't like us   They don't like us      (Na na na na)   We'll hit the strip tonight   (Na na na na)   Your eyes are burning so bright   (Na na na na)   Can't you feel the blood rush, baby   Tied up too tight      Tied up too tight   Tied up too tight   Tied up too tight   Tied up too tight