I marinai foglie di coca digeriscono in coperta Il capitano ha un amore al collo venuto apposta dall'Inghilterra Il pasticciere di via Roma sta scendendo
I marinai foglie di coca digeriscono in coperta il capitano ha un'amore al collo venuto apposta dall'Inghilterra il pasticcere di via Roma sta scendendo
I waste away the days Waiting on a new age But time betrays me And I get older one more year Walk London's windy streets He waits for me at home But
Chorus: 50 Cent - singing] She's my London girl - she's my, my My London girl - she's my, my She's my London girl - she's my, my My London girl - she'
my London girl! My-my-my London giiirl! She-she's my London giirl! My-my-my London giiirl! [giggle] She-she's my London girl! [scream] My-my-my London
good I can come quick...Haha [Chours: x2] [50 Cent] Girl you know every time you come around your London, London bridge is going down, your [Fergie] London, London, London
So, tower up! - It's those little things Make life interesting- Tower of London! Tower up! - wasting time Your's and mine - Tower of London! Hip London! Hip London
are gooses all over my legs My brow is furrowed and my vision is blurred And how I do love London And how I do love London The birds make guttural sounds
Men on the roofs going where no one goes Ether's line, lag of time World is gone, northern song Chimneys write clouds in flight It's no lie London sky
I'm not the one to complain of bad dreams It's like disease, but without a life It's all a scene with this great directive That we're all lost and we'
London loves The mystery Oh, hey, hey London loves The way people just fall apart London loves The way we just don't stand a chance London loves (always London
So do, i warn you, I say things and died, i hold you, Out of inner spirit, it's all right It is you and me in our night, You're a ghost in the doorway
I have no fear London is drowning-and I live by the river London calling to the imitation zone Forget it, brother, an' go it alone London calling upon
Yeah, uh, yeah [Verse 1:] We finally made it, celebration in order, happy belated This what you waitin' for, you know we make it raw London City we love
do? What to do? The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy streets alone It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known A foggy day in London