London Boys

[Intro]

You best believe I'm from New York City

[Verse 1]

Well you're telling me to shut my mouth

If I wasn't kissing, you wouldn't be around

You talk about faggots, you little mama's boy

You sit at home, you got a chaperone

You need an escort to take a piss

He holds your hand and he shakes your dick

You're so pretty, suburban kitty

You think you're gonna change, rearrange my city?

[Chorus]

Little London boys

You're little London boys

You're little London boys

You think you're gonna fool me?

Haha! Hahaha, hahaha!

[Verse 2]

A little rich kid, what do you know?

You hide everything, don't you think it don't show

And I've been a-climbing, just a face to the wall

Too much too soon, do you recall?

Have a holiday in the city

A-stealing souvenirs, vaseline pretty

You don't need no drugs, just LSD

You won't get shot, shot by me

[Chorus]

A little London boy

A little London boy

You're a little London boy

And I'm talking about the whole lot of ya!

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]

Too bad the boys don't know

And the girls, they don't go

Everybody just shows

You're little

[Chorus]

Little London boy

You're a little London boy

You're a little London boy

You're a little London boy

You're a little London boy

You're a little London boy

You're little...

You're little London boys

You poor little puppet