| London by night is a wonderful sight
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| There is magic a brawl in the air
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| I’m often told that the street turn to gold
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| When the moon shines on circus and square
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| Deep in the dark that envelops the park
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| There’s a man and his cigarette’s low
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| Down by the Thames, lights that sparkle like gems
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| Seem to wink at each girl and her boy
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| Up comes the moon when the city’s asleep
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| He’s not alone for it sings
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| Somewhere up there stands an angel to keep her watch
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| While each Londener dreams
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| My love and I saw the sun leave the sky
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| Then we kissed in the fast fading light
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| Most people say they love London by day
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| But lovers love London by night
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| Most people they love London by day
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| But lovers love London by night |