The view - Sixth Avenue    The legs of Waterloo Lily    Black tights for dark nights    On a trip through Picadilly    If you knew the kind of glue    She gums her eyelids with    Realise, on those eyes    That's a gum you'd rather not use    From a jar, in the house of Waterloo Lily    Painted red, the double bed    The biggest in the city    Especially sprung, hung undone    To stimulate delight    Sex machines seem but clean    She does things, you call her true       Waterloo Lily's got enough to turn us all on    Got a bra to fit a car    A port upon her back you warm your feet on    A corset keeps her in    So when you pull a string it lets it all out    Lily Waterloo, Piccadilly blue       Pint of white on Lily's lip    The daily upper door    Down the caff, a cup of char    Double dogwalk, brown and British    Imagine you and Lily too    Aboard a double bunk    Riding two, it's out of view    All the things your sister won't...       Waterloo Lily's got enough to turn us all on    Got a bra to fit a car    A port upon her back you warm your feet on    A corset keeps her in    So when you pull a string it lets it all out    Lily Waterloo, Picadilly blue