Lyrics by Carys Jones, music by Simon Ball

With Miss Jubilee, we go into town,
Strobe lights guide us to the "Whiskey and Crown".
Shadows on the wall are dancing
To the DJ spinning on top,
Stilettos denting holes in the floor,
The glitterball spins around some more.

She walks with a style
That is truly unique,
Some say she's the Queen,
Some say she's a freak,
Causing competition,
Showing off her physique,
Causing scandal in Soho.

Just like the pictures on the wall,
She wants to be seen as a movie star.
Shadows on the wall are dancing
To the DJ spinning on top,
Stilettos denting holes in the floor,
The glitterball spins around some more.

She walks with a style
That is truly unique,
Some say she's the Queen,
Some say she's a freak,
Causing competition,
Showing off her physique,
There she goes, there she goes,
Causing scandal in Soho.

Glitterball revolving,
Disco lights turning blue,
Higher conscience everywhere
To the walls heading nowhere.

Selling her body and soul,
And she don't care,
To the people that will stop,
She's getting away with it,
Mid-life crisis, maybe an affair,
Emotionless faces stripped to underwear.

She walks with a style
That is truly unique,
[divebomb] Some say she's the Queen,
Some say she's a freak,
Causing competition,
Showing off her physique,
There she goes, there she goes,
Causing scandal in Soho.