Wonder if you can pick up my accent on the phone
When I call across the country, when I call across the world
I see you in my kitchen, I can picture you now
As you toast to your small town when you drink the happy hour
I'm in London still
I'm in London still
I'm in London still

I took the tube over to Camden to wander around
I bought some funky records with that old Motown sound
And I miss you like my left arm that's been lost in a war
Today I dream of home and not of London anymore
But I'm in London still
I'm in London still
Yeah, I'm in London still

You know it's okay, I'm kinda happy here for now
I think I've finally grown up and got myself a lover now
If I ever come home, and I, I think I will
I hope you're gonna wanna hang at my place on Sunday still
Oh yeah I hope you will
'Cause I'm in London still

You know we got it sorted, yeah, we really got it down
To a fine art on Sunday in a sleepy Sunday town
I wonder what I'm missing, I think of songs I've never heard
I'm dreaming of your voices, oh and I'm dreaming of your herb
And I'm in London still
I'm in London still
I'm in London still

'Cause I'm in London still
La-la-la-la-la London still
I'm in London