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 la ha
London still
Yeah I'm in
London still
You know it's okay
I'm kinda happy
here for now
I think I've finally grown
up and got myself
a lover now
And if I ever come home
and I think I will
I hope you're gonna
wanna hang at my
place on Sunday still
Oh yeah I hope you will
'Cos I'm in London still
And now we got it
sorted here
I've really
got it down
To a fine art on
Sunday in a 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 hurt
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 la la
London still
I'm in London