Intro A D A G A D A Em

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Queenie enters the hall, pulls on the string

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She looks semi-pleased my nursery crown

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You can feed your meter when yo're alone

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It's not very hard in London Town


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Phone your mate at four in the morning

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Keep your hair on, I still want you

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Things just fall into place

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It gets a bit clearer in Lon-don Town

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Into the town, the centre
in search of the crackpot
Michael Thomas wore the crown
You can kick your meter when you're alone
It's not very hard in London Town

By a rennie, from the trackie
It's the new shape, for the 90's
Things just fall into place
It gets a bit clearer in London Town