London Boy

Testo di London Boy

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Anno2019
GenerePop
Durata3:21
Lingua originaleInglese
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We can go drivin' in, on my scooter Uh, you know, just 'round London (oh, I'd) I love my hometown as much as Motown, I love SoCal And you know I love Springsteen, faded blue jeans, Tennessee whiskey But something happened, I heard him laughin' I saw the dimples first and then I heard the accent They say: Home is where the heart is But that's not where mine lives You know I love a London boy I enjoy walkin' Camden Market in the afternoon He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet Darlin', I fancy you Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates So I guess all the rumors are true You know I love a London boy Boy, I fancy you (ooh) And now I love high tea, stories from Uni' and the West End You can find me in the pub, we are watchin' rugby with his school friends Show me a gray sky, a rainy cab ride Babes, don't threaten me with a good time They say: Home is where the heart is But, God, I love the English You know I love a London boy I enjoy nights in Brixton, Shoreditch in the afternoon He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet Darlin', I fancy you Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates So I guess all the rumors are true You know I love a London boy Boy, I fancy you So, please, show me Hackney Doesn't have to be Louis V up on Bond Street Just wanna be with you Wanna be with you Stick with me, I'm your queen Like a Tennessee Stella McCartney on the Heath Just wanna be with you (wanna be with you) Wanna be with you, oh, woah But you know I love a London boy I enjoy walkin' Soho, drinkin' in the afternoon (yeah) He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet Darlin', I fancy you (you) Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates So I guess all the rumors are true (yeah) You know I love a London boy (oh) Boy (oh), I fancy you (I fancy you) (ooh) So, please, show me Hackney Doesn't have to be Louis V up on Bond Street Just wanna be with you (ooh) I, oh, I, I fancy you, oh, woah (ooh) Stick with me, I'm your queen Like a Tennessee Stella McCartney on the Heath Just wanna be with you (ooh), wanna be with you I fancy you (yeah), I fancy you, ah (ooh)