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Ah London you're a lady
Laid out before my eyes
Your heart of gold it pulses
Between your scarred up thighs
Your eyes are full of sadness
Red
I went to London
And every afternoon I had a spot of tea
But it was lonely there by myself, I and me
Without love

So I went to Paris
The city
the sea
	A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes
	And love in her heart for me

I work in a London bank, respectable position
From nine to three they
feet

In my heart I sure believed
We'd always be together
And now, I know we'll never

See the roses bloom in London
Or the lilies bloom in Paris
In London city where I did dwell
A butcher boy, I loved right well
He courted me, my life away
But now with me, he will not stay

I wish, I
surprised at how when flickered through
The wings flew by spelled out my name

Six months went by the summer lost
Obsessively the letters dropped into my
the sea
	A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes
	And love in her heart for me

I work in a London bank, respectable position
From nine to three they
the sea  A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes  And love in her heart for me     I work in a London bank, respectable position  From nine to three they
the sea
	A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes
	And love in her heart for me

I work in a London bank, respectable position
From nine to three they
smiled, surprised at how when flickered through
The wings flew by spelled out my name

Six months went by, the summer lost
Obsessively the letters
In London city where I did dwell
A butcher boy, I loved right well
He courted me, my life away
But now with me, he will not stay

I wish, I
the clear blue sky and the deep blue sea.
That was when the best things in life were free.

Then time went by and now I got plenty of plenty,
Which is
by BF Good tires and bailing wire.

Well, I went to high school and I was not popular.
Now I am older, and it don't matter.
Ole Black's my truck's
the sea
	A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes
	And love in her heart for me

I work in a London bank, respectable position
From nine to three they
love you so

I left that town and went out on my own
I made my own kind of music as I juggled the phones
And all the while I worked I was reaching
fuss
Drunk, she stumbles down by a river
Screams calling London,
None of us heard her coming,
I guess the carpet weren't rolled out

(Oh when my
Drunk, she stumbles down by a river
Screams calling London,
None of us heard her coming,
I guess the carpet weren't rolled out

(Oh when my love, my
spent
Where the--went
Most of their time out of mind
Hatin my mess age rhymes
Can't truss it, shut em down call it whatcha wanna
But they made a day fit
In the East End of London, I met an old man.
He kept a bar called the Horses and Tram.
"My parents were Irish. They loved that dear land,"
Intro:
Mass hysteria illusion widespread across the world. Riots are reported in
London and the United Nations is calling for an emergency meeting.
stupid
This some new shit
Hit the strip club, see some hoes that I went to school with
Out in London like Lennox Lewis
Bitch looking like Farrah Fawcett
Do you remember that song by Janis Ian?
The one where she complains about
Not getting chosen for the basketball team?

Her song went, "For those
back in fields of rape

My love
And that was the way
And those were the horrors
As daddy went a-reaping

Falling back in fields of rape
My
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
stupid
This some new shit
Hit the strip club, see some hoes that I went to school with
Out in London like Lennox Lewis
Bitch looking like Farrah Fawcett