Feeling all alone heading for the weekend Don't know where you're gonna be Maybe I should go ahead and get a lawyer Turn around and told them that you never lied to me Well you make me crazy Never had to chew the fat alone without Going down to Soho You never know What's going on there Can you imagine What I might get up to? Well heads could roll Going down to Soho Been waiting all night for the phone to ring Maybe try another number Found one in the back of a magazine Looks interesting Been a lot of talk going 'round here lately I don't hold you to it Honey go right ahead and call me a liar Going down to Soho You never know What's going on there What I might get up to Well heads could roll Can you imagine Going down to Soho? Don't you dare lay your dirty hands upon me I feel a drum roll coming Doesn't that make you feel like a real man? Oh the pig is feeling right at home now Your dinner's in the dog Isn't life a chore when you're on your own? Going down to Soho You never know What's going on there Can you imagine What I might get up to? Well heads could roll Going down to Soho You dirty old man Old man like me Going down to Soho Down to the gutter Down in the ghetto Getting dirty hands Going down to Soho Will you never know?