London! - Frida Hyvönen

Upside down to Italy

And then again England

London you’re not my friend

But you can be

Springtime but no trace of it

Here in London

I wear my cloak like Sherlock Holmes

If you remember him?

«Don't you worry, love»

«Let me have you, love»

«There you go, love!»

All this «Brilliant, love!»

«Will you excuse me, love?»

There you go again…

London!

The way you hate me is better than love

And I’m head over heels

London!

The way you wanna get rid of me

Makes me weak in the knees

Do you think you don’t care about me?

You’re wrong!

If I disturb you what about it?

You keep me hanging on

To life…

You showed me a book

About the new British dandy

Beautiful boys

In exquisite fabrics

Oh-oh-oh!

I ate it like candy

And brushed my teeth

In whitening bleach

I wanna be like them

I don’t care if they are men

I wanna be rich, I wanna be

Fine and dandy!

In a townhouse in London

With art on the walls

And memberships in clubs

For gentlemen

Listen to the pipes

They’re singing in the night

It’s raining all the time

Listen to, listen to

Listen to the pipes

(in…)

London!

The way you hate me is better than love

And I’m head over heels

London!

The way you wanna get rid of me

Makes me weak in the knees

London!

The way you hate me is better than love

And I’m head over heels

London!

The way you wanna get rid of me

Makes me weak in the knees

Oh-Oh-Oh

Ah-Ah-Ah

Oh-Oh-Oh

Ah-Ah-Ah