the ladies of london town

there's so many beautiful girls in here tonight

i can hardly stand it. where do they go during the day?

who the hell do they go home with at the end of the night?

i don't understand it. they never go home with me. you dance as if you're hours away from death

you're wearing too much make-up and showing too much flesh

and you smile a smile to take away my breath

because tonight

and only tonight

you know you're the best. the ladies of london town

go flowing through these streets like water

running little streams down to the river. they wash the dirty ground

they sweep me off my feet

but like an english summer

they'll soon be gone forever. i've seen you trawling camden at 4am

outside of the clubnight

deciding whose house will hold a free-for-all. i've followed you back to mansions and i've met all your friends

under the streetlights

but i can never recall what you're called. you dance

you sweat

your glance is met

and you hold my gaze a bit

and pretend you never did

and i'm left standing on my own. the ladies of london town throw one last glance over their shoulders

blow a kiss

and then they're gone forever.