Mark Ronson
London
And we're bored
We're bored to the bone
Conversation
Some things are best left alone

Oh, why can't I love you in London?
Why can't I love you in London?

And they're talkin'
Just outside my window
It's just a whisper
But it's you I know
I know, oh no, oh no

Why can't I love you in London?
Why can't I love you in London?

And when the morning comes
We won't mention a thing
It was only a cheap
Secondhand ring

Why can't I love you in London?
Oh-oh-oh

And we're bored
We're bored to the bone
And you wear it
Like a cheap leather coat
Oh
We're so pretty, we're so bold

Why can't I love you in London?
Why can't I love you in London?

Why can't I love you in London?
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
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