London Still Lyrics - London Still - The Waifs

I wonder if you can pick up 

My accent on the phone 

When I call across the country 

When I call across the world 

I see you in my kitchen 

I can picture you now 

As you toast to your small town 

And you drink the happy hour 

I'm in London still 

I'm in London still 

I'm in London still 

I took the tube over to Camden 

To wander around 

I bought some funky records 

With that old motown sound 

And I miss you like my left arm 

That's been lost in a war 

Today I dream of home and not of London anymore 

I'm in London still 

I'm in London still 

Yeah I'm in London still 

You know it's ok 

I'm kinda happy here for now 

I think I've finally grown up 

And got myself a love of now 

If I ever come home and I, I think I will 

I hope you're gonna want to hang 

At my place on Sundays still 

Oh yeah I hope you will 

'Cause I'm in London still 

You know we got it sorted 

We really got it down 

To a fine art on Sunday 

In our sleepy Sunday town 

I wonder what I'm missing 

I think of songs I've never heard 

I'm dreaming of your voices 

And I'm dreaming of your herb 

I'm in London still 

I'm in London still 

I'm in London still 

Oh I'm in London still 

La la la la London still 

I'm in London...