Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Little Miss London, artist - Bulletproof. Album song Little Miss London, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 10.03.2016
Record label: Paper Round
Song language: English
Little Miss London |
She thinks she’s Little Miss London, way she clicks her heels |
She’s got a male lover regardless of how it feels |
She’s got you round her finger in the |
She’s got a range to bring down hearing on the phone |
Eyeing up the sheep again |
Over yours just lie in this |
Clogging up the skins like this |
Well I miss waiting in a queue |
For the only place that he should do |
beats in there |
And down to town but they’re not so rare |
You might lose that at home |
You might lose that at home |
You might lose that at home |
She thinks she’s Little Miss London, way she clicks her heels |
She’s got a male lover regardless of how it feels |
She’s got you round her finger |
She’s got a range to bring down hearing on the phone |
She’s moving to the sounds |
renowned |
change I can feel this |
Running on the |
She’s |
Swaying it so you |
Moving up to meet her gaze |
And you look to her eyes and raise and you go |
I might lose that at home |
You might lose that at home |
You might lose that at home |
I say one more drink |
One more drink |
You think you’re Little Miss London, way you click your heels |
You’ve got a male lover regardless of how it feels |
You’ve got me round your finger in the |
You’ve got a range to bring down hearing on the phone |
You’re here with my main jacket |
stone |
I’m telling you right now, yeah |
You might lose fuck at home |
Oh, you might lose that at home |
Oh, you might lose that at home |
Oh, you might lose that at home |
Oh, you might lose that at home |