London Still Lyrics

Em (backstrum) C D Em
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 can 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
I'm in London still
You know it's okay I'm kinda happy here for now
I think I've finally grown up got myself a love of now
And if I ever come home And I, I think I will
I hope you're gonna wanna hang at my place on Sunday still
Oh yeah I hope you will
Cause I'm in London still
You know we got it sorted, yeah, We really got it down
To a fine art on Sunday In a 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 hurt
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-la London still
I'm in London still