| Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh, ahh
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| Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
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| She’s a London girl
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| Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh, ahh
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| Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
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| London girls all fight same
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| I should have cut my hair and changed my name
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| I should have told that girl leaving home
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| When she was shouting down the telephone
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| D-d-d-darling do you feel alright?
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| 'Cause even I tell up my phone all night
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| And your voice is ringing in my head
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| 'Cause she’s a
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| 'Cause she’s a London girl
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| Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh, ahh
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| Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
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| She’s a London girl
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| Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh, ahh
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| Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
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| Head so hard I’m on the floor
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| I never felt a kiss like this before
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| And when she stares me out
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| God help me now
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| Light me up and strike me down
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| D-d-d-darling do you feel alright?
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| 'Cause even I tell up my phone all night
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| And now your voice is ringing in my head
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| 'Cause she’s a
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| 'Cause she’s a London girl
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| She’s a London girl
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| Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh, ahh
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| Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
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| She’s a London girl
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| Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh, ahh
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| Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
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| I wake up, she’s at the door
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| With a face made up from the night before
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| When she stares me out
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| God help me now
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| Light me up and strike me down
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| Face like London’s seen no more
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| Leave the fur coat begging on the floor
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| And her voice is ringing in my head
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| I should have, have, have
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| 'Cause she’s a London girl
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| Oh, she’s a London girl
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| Oh, she’s a fucking nightmare
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| Oh, she’s a London girl |