The Waifs - London Still

[Verse 1]Wonder if you can pick up myAccent on the phoneWhen I call across the countryWhen I call across the worldI see you in my kitchenI can picture you nowAs you toast to your small townWhen you drink the happy hourI'm in London stillI'm in London stillI'm in London still[Verse 2]I took the tube over to CamdenTo wander aroundI bought some funky recordsWith that old Motown soundAnd I miss you like my left armThat's been lost in a warToday I dream of home and not of London anymoreI'm in London stillI'm in London stillYeah I'm in London still[Verse 3]You know it's okayI'm kind happy here for nowI think I've finally grown upAnd got myself a lover nowAnd if I ever come homeAnd I, I think I willI hope you're gonna wanna hang at my place on Sunday stillOh yeah, I hope you will'Cause I'm in London still[Verse 4]You know we got it sorted, yeahWe really got it downTo a fine art on SundayIn a sleepy Sunday townI wonder what I'm missingI think of songs I've never heardI'm dreaming of your voicesAnd I'm dreaming of your herbI'm in London stillI'm in London stillI'm in London still[Verse 5]Oh I'm in London stillL-L-L-L-L-London stillI'm in London