Lie to me

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?