Tom: Am
Am
Let me finish before I begin,
Dm E
Speakers cornered by this London Djinn
Am
Gift of the gab, with no sleep,
Dm E
Speed bumps speed dating, all week,
Am
She's got a rush hour glass figure,
Dm E
And the city boys picking up the tab for her,
Am
She's a carnival flower,
Dm E
And she's watered by the songs the streets sing her
Am
Neon lights are the stars of the city
Dm E
She's got teeth, red lips, red lights no pity,
Am
So I guess we'll do it her way
Dm E
So I guess we'll do it, her way
Am
Her immigrant parents, night and day,
Dm E
Poured their lives into this London clay,
Am
She's Nigerian Spanish, a Turkish delight,
Dm E
Jamaican wedding to an Israelite,
Am
She's a cockney trouble and strife,
Dm E
She's got muscles and cockles and special fried rice,
Am
If she's past the prime and her life,
Dm E
Why do they still check her out from the corner of their eyes?
Am
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
Dm E
She's got teeth red lips, red lights no pity,
Am
So I guess we'll do it her way,
Dm E
So I guess we'll do it her way,
Am
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
Dm E
Constellations of her rough romantic pity,
Am
So I guess we'll do it her way,
Dm E
So I guess we'll do it, her way
E D
With a voice like that,
D E
She's calling with a promise and a smile that she might pay back,
D
With a voice like that.
Am
She's got a rush hour glass figure,
Dm E
And the city boys picking up the tab for her,
Am
She's a carnival flower,
Dm E
And she's watered by the songs the streets sing her
Am
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
Dm E
She's got teeth red lips, red lights no pity,
Am
So I guess we'll do it her way,
Dm E
So I guess we'll do it her way,
Am
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
Dm E
Constellations of her rough romantic pity,
Am
So I guess we'll do it her way,
Dm E Am*
So I guess we'll do it, her way
