London Boy

Taylor Swift

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    We can go drivin' in, on my scooter
    Uh, you know, just 'round London (oh, I'd)

    I love my hometown as much as Motown, I love SoCal
    And you know I love Springsteen, faded blue jeans, Tennessee whiskey
    But something happened, I heard him laughin'
    I saw the dimples first and then I heard the accent

    They say: Home is where the heart is
    But that's not where mine lives

    You know I love a London boy
    I enjoy walkin' Camden Market in the afternoon
    He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet
    Darlin', I fancy you
    Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates
    So I guess all the rumors are true
    You know I love a London boy
    Boy, I fancy you (ooh)

    And now I love high tea, stories from Uni' and the West End
    You can find me in the pub, we are watchin' rugby with his school friends
    Show me a gray sky, a rainy cab ride
    Babes, don't threaten me with a good time

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    They say: Home is where the heart is
    But, God, I love the English

    You know I love a London boy
    I enjoy nights in Brixton, Shoreditch in the afternoon
    He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet
    Darlin', I fancy you
    Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates
    So I guess all the rumors are true
    You know I love a London boy
    Boy, I fancy you

    So, please, show me Hackney
    Doesn't have to be Louis V up on Bond Street
    Just wanna be with you
    Wanna be with you

    Stick with me, I'm your queen
    Like a Tennessee Stella McCartney on the Heath
    Just wanna be with you (wanna be with you)
    Wanna be with you, oh, woah

    But you know I love a London boy
    I enjoy walkin' Soho, drinkin' in the afternoon (yeah)
    He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet
    Darlin', I fancy you (you)
    Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates
    So I guess all the rumors are true (yeah)
    You know I love a London boy (oh)
    Boy (oh), I fancy you (I fancy you) (ooh)

    So, please, show me Hackney
    Doesn't have to be Louis V up on Bond Street
    Just wanna be with you (ooh)
    I, oh, I, I fancy you, oh, woah (ooh)

    Stick with me, I'm your queen
    Like a Tennessee Stella McCartney on the Heath
    Just wanna be with you (ooh), wanna be with you
    I fancy you (yeah), I fancy you, ah (ooh)

    Song details

    Composition: Taylor Swift, Fun, Josh Karpeh, and Sounwave

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