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 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, Met That Old Motown Sound

And I Miss You Like My Left Arm That's Been Lost In A War

Today I Dreamed Of Home And Not London Anymore



I'm In London Still

I'm In London Still

I'm In London Still



You Know It's Okay, I'm Kinda Happy Here For Now

I Think I've Finally Grown Up And Got Myself A Lover Now

And If I Ever Come Home Tonight, I Think I Will

I Hope You're Gonna Want To Hang In My Place On Sunday Still

Oh Yeah I Hope You Will

Cause I'm In London Still



You Know We've Got It Sorted Here, We've Really Got It Down

We're Fighting On Till Sunday In Our Sleepy Sunday Town

I Wonder What I'm Missing, I Think Of Songs I've Never Heard

And I'm Dreaming Of Your Voices, I'm Dreaming Of Your Herb



I'm In London Still

I'm In London Still

I'm In London Still