Letra de London Boy - Taylor Swift

[Lyrics "London Boy"] 

We can go driving in, on my scooter 

Uh, you know, just 'round London 

Oh, o'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 

Darling, 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-ooh-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 

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, ooh-ooh-ohh-ooh 

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, ooh-ooh-ohh-ooh (Ohh-oh-oh) 

You know I love a London boy, I enjoy walkin' Soho 

Drinking in the afternoon (Yeah) 

He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet 

Darling, I fancy you (You) 

Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates 

So I guess all the rumors are true (Yeah, yeah, yeah) 

You know I love a London boy (Oh-oh) 

Boy (Oh-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 

I, I, I fancy you 

Oh whoa, oh, I 

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 

Oh whoa, ah 

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