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• Artiste: Pogues, The
• Titre: London Girl
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The devil moon Took me through the alley Down by the Kardomah And the Centrale To the mews Running through the backstreets Where the blacks sold fire and sleep The devil moon Took me out of Soho Up to Camden Where the cold north winds blow Sucked along By a winter shower To stand beside your shining tower This could be our final dance This could be our very last chance Just the sound of your voice Wherever I may be Changes everything And then the world's right with me (You're my London girl) The way that you walk (You're my London girl) The way that you talk (You're my London girl) Just the sound of your voice I ain't got no choice The lights were going out The moon was dying The night was turning to A fine spring morning The dogs were barking And the kids were shouting The sun was splashing in a chrystal fountain And when the cold winds Come to find you Rolling down From the top of the high rise I'll come and take you back Down to Soho Away from all those madmen's eyes This could be our final dance This could be our very last chance And if you cut me Don't you think I feel Is this body clay Is this heart made of steel (You're my London girl) The way that you walk (You're my London girl) The way that you talk (You're my London girl) Just the sound of your voice I ain't got no choice This could be our very last chance This could be our final dance And if you cut me Don't you think I feel Is this body clay Is this heart made of steel You're my London girl) The way that you walk (You're my London girl) The way that you talk (You're my London girl) To the rest of the world You're my London girl