when she s hot it s the heat of a burning at the stake and when she s cold it s the chill of a frozen moscow lake and when she smiles is it real or the smile an assassin makes before he sends you to hell she s an east end girl when she sighs it s the sigh of a sleeping tiger s stir and when she cries it s a storm like the world has never heard and when she lies you ll believe in every single word coz you can never tell with an east end girl and when they re kicking down the door she ll be there at your side they ll never take her alive coz she s an east end girl she s dangerous and beautiful and proud with her feet on the ground and her head high in the clouds and all it takes is one look through a late night party crowd to put you under the spell of an east end girl and she may move to the country or the coast for the kids and the volvo and the sunday roast but there s one thing her posh neighbours can never boast underneath her shell she s an east end girl