F Dm
(A) bell strikes, another night
Eb Cm
Your eyes are heavy and your limbs all ache
F Dm
You've bought some coffee, butter and bread
Eb Cm
You can't make a thing, 'cause the meter's dead
F Ab
You've moved away
F Ab
Told you're folks you're gonna stay away
Eb Ab
Bright lights, Soho, Waldorff Street
F Eb
You hope you make friends with the guys that you meet
Bbm Ab
Somebody shows you 'round.
Db Ab
Now you've met the London Boys
Db
Things seem good again
B E Gb Fm F
Someone cares about you
F Dm
Oh the first time that you try a pill
Eb Cm
You feel a little queasy, decidedly ill
F Dm
You're gonna be sick, but you mustn't lose face
Eb Cm
To let yourself down would be a big disgrace
F Ab
With the London Boys
F Ab
With the London Boys
Eb Ab
You're only seventeen, but you think you've grown
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F Eb
In the month you've been away from you're parent's home
Bbm Ab
You take the pills too much
Db Ab
You don't give a damn about the job you've got
Db B E Gb Fm F
So long as your with the London Boys
F Dm
Ohh a London Boy, oo a London Boy
Eb Cm
Your flashy clothes are your pride and joy
G Em
A London Boy, yes a London Boy
F D
You're crying out loud that your a London Boy
A Gbm
You think you've had a lot of fun
G Em
But you ain't got nothing your on the run
E Dbm
It's too late now 'cause you're out there boy
Gb A
You've got it made with the rest of the toys
E Dbm
Now you wish you'd never left your home
Gb A
You've got what you wanted but you're on your own
Db Gb B
With the London Boys
Ab Db Gb B
Now you've met the London Boys
Ab Db Gb B
Now you've met the London Boys
Ab Db Gb B
Now you've met the London Boys
