Текст песни Rolling Around Piccadilly - George Formby
                                                I′m 
                                                such 
                                                    a 
                                                hot-headed 
                                                young 
                                                scoundrel, 
                                                    I 
                                                might 
                                                be 
                                                an 
                                                under-done 
                                                steak
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                father, 
                                                you 
                                                know, 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                gardener,
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                I've 
                                                turned 
                                                out 
                                                    a 
                                                bit 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                rake
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                I′m 
                                                too 
                                                restless 
                                                and 
                                                daring,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                youth 
                                                wants 
                                                its 
                                                fling, 
                                                you're 
                                                aware
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                once 
                                                told 
                                                that 
                                                to 
                                                some 
                                                girl's 
                                                husband
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he 
                                                flung 
                                                me 
                                                down 
                                                three 
                                                flights 
                                                of 
                                                stairs
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′m 
                                                so 
                                                fast 
                                                I′ll 
                                                get 
                                                into 
                                                trouble, 
                                                no 
                                                doubt
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                terrify 
                                                London 
                                                each 
                                                time 
                                                    I 
                                                go 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                I'm 
                                                rolling 
                                                around 
                                                Piccadilly, 
                                                giving 
                                                the 
                                                girls 
                                                wrong 
                                                ideas
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dashing 
                                                along 
                                                just 
                                                as 
                                                bold 
                                                as 
                                                brass,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flashing 
                                                me 
                                                stick 
                                                on 
                                                each 
                                                lamp 
                                                post 
                                                    I 
                                                pass
 
                                    
                                
                                                Winking 
                                                me 
                                                eye 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                manner 
                                                that 
                                                made 
                                                hundreds 
                                                of 
                                                women 
                                                leave 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                News 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                World 
                                                expects 
                                                big 
                                                things 
                                                of 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ee, 
                                                I′m 
                                                not 
                                                safe 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                out 
                                                alone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                I'm 
                                                thinking 
                                                of 
                                                joining 
                                                a
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nightclub, 
                                                such 
                                                wicked 
                                                tales 
                                                of 
                                                them 
                                                they 
                                                tell
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′ll 
                                                join 
                                                some 
                                                night 
                                                club 
                                                where 
                                                the 
                                                birds 
                                                are
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                might 
                                                join 
                                                    a 
                                                goose-club 
                                                as 
                                                well
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                this 
                                                gay 
                                                life's 
                                                telling 
                                                on 
                                                me, 
                                                my 
                                                end 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                tragic 
                                                and 
                                                grim
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                dad 
                                                turned 
                                                me 
                                                out 
                                                and 
                                                won′t 
                                                let
 
                                    
                                
                                                Me 
                                                sleep 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                same 
                                                doorstep 
                                                as 
                                                him
 
                                    
                                
                                                I've 
                                                spent 
                                                twice 
                                                the 
                                                money 
                                                of 
                                                other 
                                                young 
                                                scamps
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                fourpence 
                                                in 
                                                cash 
                                                and 
                                                three 
                                                ha'pence 
                                                in 
                                                stamps
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                go 
                                                rolling 
                                                around 
                                                Piccadilly, 
                                                making 
                                                smoke 
                                                come 
                                                down 
                                                me 
                                                nose
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cheap 
                                                cigarettes 
                                                never 
                                                touch 
                                                my 
                                                lips,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                only 
                                                collect 
                                                those 
                                                fag 
                                                ends 
                                                with 
                                                gold 
                                                tips
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                I′m 
                                                out 
                                                    I 
                                                look 
                                                such 
                                                    a 
                                                gay 
                                                dog,
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                    a 
                                                butcher 
                                                once 
                                                threw 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                bone
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I′ve 
                                                sent 
                                                Scotland 
                                                Yard 
                                                nearly 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                their 
                                                minds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ee, 
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                safe 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                out 
                                                alone
 
                                    
                                
                            1 John Willie's Jazz Band
2 Hitting the High Spots
3 Dare-Devil Dick
4 Baby
5 The Man Was a Stranger to Me
6 Kiss Your Mansy Pansy
7 Rhythm in the Alphabet
8 Rolling Around Piccadilly
9 Frigid Air Fanny
10 I Parted My Hair in the Middle
11 Little Wooden Toolshed In the Garden
12 Hill Billy Willie
13 John Willie Came On
14 I Always Was a Willing Young Lad
15 It's Turned Out Nice Again
16 All Going Back
17 I Can Tell It By My Horoscope
18 In the Congo
19 Our House Is Haunted
20 Swing It, George Parts 1 and 2
21 Do De O Do
22 I'm The Husband Of The Wife Of Mr. Wu
23 It's a Grand and Healthy Life
24 Chinese Laundry Blues
25 Goodnight Little Fellow Goodnight
26 The Old Kitchen Kettle
27 Pardon Me
28 I Told My Baby with the Ukulele
29 I'm Making Headway Now
30 If You Don't Want the Goods, Don't Maul 'Em
31 I Couldn't Let the Stable Down
32 John Willie At the Licensing Office (With Company) Parts 1 and 2
33 Dan, the Dairy Man
34 Could Make a Good Living at That
35 Let's All Go to Reno
36 The Blue Eyed Blonde Next Door
37 The Low-Down Lazy Turk
38 Why Don't Women Like Me?
39 Running Around the Fountain In Trafalgar Square
40 The Lancashire Hot-Pot Swingers
41 Sitting On the Ice In the Ice Rink
42 Levi's Monkey, Mike
43 With My Little Ukulele in My Hand
44 As the Hours and the Days and the Months and the Years Go By
45 She's Never Been Seen Since Then
46 Swimmin' With The Wimmin'
47 Sunbathin' in the Park
48 The Wedding of Mr Wu
49 I Went All Hot and Cold
50 My Ukulele
51 Believe It or Not
52 In a Little Wigan Garden
53 You Can't Keep A Growing Lad down
54 It's No Use Looking At Me
55 There's Nothing Proud About Me
56 The Best Of Schemes
57 Madame Moskovitch
58 John Willie Goes Carolling (With Company) Parts 1 and 2
59 Fanlight Fanny
60 The Fiddler Kept On Fiddling
61 Share And Share Alike
62 I Do Do Things I Do
63 The Pleasure Cruise
64 The Isle of Man
65 The Wash House AT The Back
66 Riding in the T.T. Races
67 Gallant Dick Turpin (With Company) Parts 1 and 2
68 A Farmer's Boy
69 Radio Bungalow Town
70 George Formby Medley Parts 1 and 2
71 Ring Your Little Bell
72 Quick Fire Medley
73 The Window Cleaner
74 Sitting On the Sand All Night
75 Keep Your Seats Please
76 Five And Twenty Years
77 Bunkum's Traveling Show
78 I'm A Froggie
79 The Ghost
80 Oh Dear Mother
81 You're A Li-A-Ty
82 When We Feather Our Nest
83 With My Little Stick Of Blackpool Rock
84 Hindoo Man
85 Trailing Around a Trailer
86 Said the Little Brown Hen
87 My Little Goat And Me
88 Trailer for "Keep Your Seats, Please"
89 The Lancashire Toreador
90 My Plus Fours
91 Easy Going Chap
92 The Window Cleaner (No. 2)
93 Somebody's Wedding Day
94 I Don't Lie
95 Keep Fit
96 Biceps, Muscle And Brawn
97 Leaning On A Lamp Post
98 Hi Tiddley Hi Ti Island
99 Trailer for "Keep Fit"
100 You Can't Stop Me From Dreaming
101 She Can't Say No
102 Remember Me
103 Maybe I'll Find Somebody Else
104 Does Your Dream Book Tell You That?
105 Like The Big Pots Do
106 I Blew a Little Blast On My Whistle
107 Wunga Bunga Boo
108 Have You Every Heard This One?
109 Springtime's Here Again
110 Noughts And Crosses
111 The Joo-Jah Tree
112 Mother, What'll I Do Now?
113 In My Little Snapshot Album
114 Our Sergeant Major
115 They Can't Fool Me
116 It's In the Air
117 Sitting Pretty with My Fingers Crossed
118 Tan Tan Tivvy Tally-Ho
119 I Wonder Who's Under Her Balcony Now
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