Lyrics:

Photographs of fancy tricks to get your kicks at sixty-six

He thinks of all the lips that he licks

And all the girls that hes going to fix

She gave a little flirt, gave herself a little cuddle

But theres no place here for the mini-skirt waddle

Capital punishment, shes last years model

They call her natasha when she looks like elsie

I dont want to go to chelsea



Oh no it does not move me

Even though Ive seen the movie

I dont want to check your pulse

I dont want nobody else

I dont want to go to chelsea



Everybodys got new orders

Be a nice girl and kiss the warders

Now the teacher is away

All the kids begin to play



Men come screaming, dressed in white coats

Shake you very gently by the throat

Ones named gus, ones named alfie

I dont want to go to chelsea



Oh no it does not move me

Even though Ive seen the movie

I dont want to check your pulse

I dont want nobody else

I dont want to go to chelsea



Photographs of fancy tricks to get your kicks at sixty-six

He thinks of all the lips that he licks

And all the girls that hes going to fix

She gave a little flirt, gave herself a little cuddle

But theres no place here for the mini-skirt waddle

Capital punishment, shes last years model

They call her natasha when she looks like elsie

I dont want to go to chelsea



Oh no it does not move me

Even though Ive seen the movie

I dont want to check your pulse

I dont want nobody else

I dont want to go to chelsea