Waifs – London Still lyrics

I wonder if you can pick up My accent on the phone When I call across the country When I call across the world I see you in my kitchen I can picture you now As you toast to your small town And you drink the happy hour I'm in London still I'm in London still I'm in London still I took the tube over to Camden To wander around I bought some funky records With that old motown sound And I miss you like my left arm That's been lost in a war Today I dream of home and not of London anymore I'm in London still I'm in London still Yeah I'm in London still You know it's ok I'm kinda happy here for now I think I've finally grown up And got myself a love of now If I ever come home and I, I think I will I hope you're gonna want to hang At my place on Sundays still Oh yeah I hope you will 'Cause I'm in London still You know we got it sorted We really got it down To a fine art on Sunday In our sleepy Sunday town I wonder what I'm missing I think of songs I've never heard I'm dreaming of your voices And I'm dreaming of your herb I'm in London still I'm in London still I'm in London still Oh I'm in London still La la la la London still I'm in London... Explain Request ×

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