London Girl Lyrics - Rum Sodomy & The Lash - Pogues

The devil moon took me through the alley 

Down by the Kardomah and the Centrale 

To the mews running through the backstreets 

Where the Blacks sold fire and sleep 

The devil moon took me out of Soho 

Up to Camden where the cold north winds blow 

Sucked along by a winter shower 

To stand beside your shining tower 

This could be our final dance 

This could be our very last chance 

Just the sound of your voice 

Wherever I may be changes everything 

And then the world's all right with me 

You're my London girl 

The way that you walk 

You're my London girl 

The way that you talk 

Just the sound of your voice 

And I ain't got no choice 

The light was going out, the moon was dying 

The night was turning to a fine spring morning 

The dogs were barking and the kids were shouting 

The sun was splashing in a crystal fountain 

When the cold winds come and find you 

Blowing down from the top of the high rise 

I'll come and take you back down to Soho 

Away from all those mad men's eyes 

This could be our final dance 

This could be our very last chance 

And if you cut me, don't you think I feel 

Is this body made of clay, is this heart made of steel 

You're my London girl 

The way that you walk 

You're my London girl 

The way that you talk 

Just the sound of your voice 

And I ain't got no choice 

This could be our final dance 

This could be our very last chance 

And if you cut me, don't you think I feel 

Is this body made of clay, is this heart made of steel 

You're my London girl 

The way that you walk 

You're my London girl 

The way that you talk 

Just the sound of your voice 

And I ain't got no choice