| You’re telling me shut my mouth
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| If I wasn’t kissing, you wouldn’t be around
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| You talk about faggots, little mama’s boy
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| You sit at home, you got a chaperone
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| You need an escort to take a piss
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| He holds your hand and he shakes your dick
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| You’re so pretty, suburban kitty
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| You think you’re gonna change, rearrange my city?
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| Little London boys
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| You’re little London boys
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| You’re little London boys
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| You think you’re gonna fool me?
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| Ha ha
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| Ha ha ha ha ha ha
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| Little rich kid, what do you know?
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| You hide everything, don’t you think it don’t show?
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| I’ve been a-climbing, just a face to the wall
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| Too much too soon, do you recall?
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| Have a holiday in the city
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| Stealing souvenirs, vaseline pretty
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| You don’t need no drugs, just LSD
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| You won’t get shot, shot by me
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| You’re little London boys
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| You’re little London boys
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| You’re little London boys
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| And I’m talking about the whole lot of ya
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| Too bad the boys don’t know
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| And the girls, they don’t go
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| Everybody just shows
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| You’re little
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| Little London boys
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| You’re little London boys
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| You’re little London boys
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| You’re little London boys
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| You’re little London boys
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| You’re little London boys
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| You’re little
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| You’re little London boys
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| You poor little puppet |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song London Boys , by - Johnny Thunders. Song from the album Gang War, in the genre Иностранный рок