London Town

Intro [A] [D] [A] [G] [A] [D] [A] [Em]

[A]Queenie enters[D] the hall, pulls on t[A]he[Em] string         [A]

She look[D]s semi-pleased my nur[A]sery crown     [G]                           [A]

You can feed your[D] meter when yo[A]'re alo[Em]ne               [A]

It's not v[G]ery hard i[A]n London [Em]Town              [A]

Phone your mate at four[D] in the mo[A]rning          [G]

[A]Keep your hair on, I[G] still[A] want you[Em]       [A]

[D]Things ju[A]st fall i[G]nto place  [A]

It g[G]ets a bit clea[A]rer in Lon-don[Em] Town[G]       [D]              [A]                [G]                  [Em]

(same pattern for this)

Into the town, the centre
in search of the crackpot
Michael Thomas wore the crown
You can kick your meter when you're alone
It's not very hard in London Town

By a rennie, from the trackie
It's the new shape, for the 90's
Things just fall into place
It gets a bit clearer in London Town