The Waifs - London still - acoustic lyrics

THE WAIFS I 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 picture you now As you toast to your small town and 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, met that old Motown sound And I miss you like my left arm that's been lost in a war Today I dreamed of home and not London anymore I'm in London still I'm in London still 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 And if I ever come home tonight, I think I will I hope you're gonna want to hang in my place on Sunday still Oh yeah I hope you will Cause I'm in London still You know we've got it sorted here, we've really got it down We're fighting on till Sunday in our sleepy Sunday town I wonder what I'm missing, I think of songs i've never heard And I'm dreaming of your voices, I'm dreaming of your herb I'm in London still I'm in London still I'm in London still