Little Miss London Lyrics

We'll be back home, at 2am

Stuck in London, before day's end

Euston's trains, and Hackney's lights

A tapestry of unfinished nights

Weaving wheels, moving meals

Laughing eyes, as joy subsides

Taking in the smokey smog

Breathing out the absent fog

That lines the pavements placed upon

The long-gone stories where love belonged

Little Miss London, a city of a woman

One kiss away from being human

Woah Woah Oh Yeah

Smudged lipstick, and leopard print, a lady of the, night would sing,

Bring forth beer, and call me crazy, beneath it all she's crying save me

She's an Alcoholic, law abiding citizen, she strikes a pose, as suiters sit within

Her smokey glow, an english rose, upon the train of broken roads

Cackling with such sweet surrender, says the universe, is her defender

But does she know, the kindness shown, is eating her up from head to toe

Woah Woah Oh Yeah

She's Running, Running, Running, Running

Woah Woah Oh Yeah

She's Running, Running, Running, Running

Her heart pulsates to

The rhythm of the underground

And her eyes equate to

The traffic lights above the ground

Soulless, soulful, is

Her voice when she says

Don't kill me with kindness

You'll end up in my bed

Oh, Little Miss London

You're more than what's said