London Boys

F                Dm
(A) bell strikes, another night
     Eb                      Cm
Your eyes are heavy and your limbs 
all ache
F                          Dm
You've bought some coffee, butter 
and bread
    Eb                            
You can't make a thing, 'cause the 
Cm
meter's dead
       F             Ab
You've moved away
            F                      
Told you're folks you're gonna stay
 Ab
 away
Eb                   Ab
Bright lights, Soho, Waldorff Street
    F                              
You hope you make friends with the 
Eb
guys that you meet
Bbm                Ab
Somebody shows you 'round.
Db                 Ab
Now you've met the London Boys
Db
Things seem good again
B   E   Gb          Fm   F
Someone cares about you

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       F                   Dm
Oh the first time that you try a 
pill
    Eb                       Cm
You feel a little queasy, decidedly 
ill
       F                     
You're gonna be sick, but you 
 Dm
mustn't lose face
   Eb                           Cm
To let yourself down would be a big 
disgrace
         F             Ab
With the London Boys
         F             Ab
With the London Boys
       Eb                      Ab
You're only seventeen, but you think
 you've grown
       F                           
In the month you've been away from 
       Eb
you're parent's home
    Bbm                Ab
You take the pills too much
    Db                          Ab
You don't give a damn about the job 
you've got
   Db                    B  E   
So long as your with the London 
Gb    Fm   F
Boys
      F                Dm
Ohh a London Boy, oo a London Boy
     Eb                      Cm
Your flashy clothes are your pride 
and joy
  G                 Em
A London Boy, yes a London Boy
       F                           
You're crying out loud that your a 
D
London Boy
    A                  Gbm
You think you've had a lot of fun
        G                      Em
But you ain't got nothing your on 
the run
     E                          
It's too late now 'cause you're out 
Dbm
there boy
       Gb                   A
You've got it made with the rest of 
the toys
E                        Dbm
Now you wish you'd never left your 
home
       Gb                     
You've got what you wanted but 
        A
you're on your own
         Db     Gb     B
With the London Boys
Ab                 Db     Gb     B
Now you've met the London Boys
Ab                 Db     Gb     B
Now you've met the London Boys
Ab                 Db     Gb     B
Now you've met the London Boys