Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song London Boy, artist - Taylor Swift.
Date of issue: 22.08.2019
Song language: English
London Boy |
We can go driving in, on my scooter |
Uh, you know, just riding in London |
Alright, yeah |
I love my hometown as much as Motown, I love SoCal |
And you know I love Springsteen, faded blue jeans, Tennessee whiskey |
But something happened, I heard him laughing |
I saw the dimples first and then I heard the accent |
They say home is where the heart is |
But that's not where mine lives |
You know I love a London boy |
I enjoy walking Camden Market in the afternoon |
He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet |
Darling, I fancy you |
Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates |
So I guess all the rumors are true |
You know I love a London boy |
Boy, I fancy you (Ooh) |
And now I love high tea, stories from Uni, and the West End |
You can find me in the pub, we are watching rugby with his school friends |
Show me a gray sky, a rainy cab ride |
Babe, don't threaten me with a good time |
They say home is where the heart is |
But God, I love the English |
You know I love a London boy, I enjoy nights in Brixton |
Shoreditch in the afternoon |
He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet |
Darling, I fancy you |
Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates |
So I guess all the rumors are true |
You know I love a London boy |
Boy, I fancy you |
So please show me Hackney |
Doesn't have to be Louis V up on Bond Street |
Just wanna be with you |
Wanna be with you |
Stick with me, I'm your queen |
Like a Tennessee Stella McCartney, I'm the heat |
Just wanna be with you (Wanna be with you) |
Wanna be with you (Oh) |
You know I love a London boy, I enjoy walking SoHo |
Drinking in the afternoon (Yeah) |
He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet |
Darling, I fancy you (You) |
Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates |
So I guess all the rumors are true (Yeah) |
You know I love a London boy (Oh) |
Boy (Oh), I fancy you (I fancy you, ooh) |
So please show me Hackney |
Doesn't have to be, but we be up on Palm Street |
Just wanna be with you |
I, I, I fancy you |
Oh whoa, oh, I |
Stick with me, I'm your queen |
Like a Tennessee Stella McCartney, I'm the heat |
Just wanna be with you (Ooh) |
Wanna be with you |
I fancy you (Yeah), I fancy you |
Oh whoa, ah |