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The devil moonTook me through the alleyDown by the KardomahAnd the CentraleTo the mewsRunning through the backstreetsWhere the blacks sold fire and sleepThe devil moonTook me out of SohoUp to CamdenWhere the cold north winds blowSucked alongBy a winter showerTo stand beside your shining towerThis could be our final danceThis could be our very last chanceJust the sound of your voiceWherever I may beChanges everythingAnd then the world's right with me(You're my London girl)The way that you walk(You're my London girl)Letras de cancionesThe way that you talk(You're my London girl)Just the sound of your voiceI ain't got no choiceThe lights were going outThe moon was dyingThe night was turning toA fine spring morningThe dogs were barkingAnd the kids were shoutingThe sun was splashing in a chrystal fountainAnd when the cold windsCome to find youRolling downFrom the top of the high riseI'll come and take you backDown to SohoAway from all those madmen's eyesThis could be our final danceThis could be our very last chanceAnd if you cut meDon't you think I feelIs this body clayIs this heart made of steel(You're my London girl)The way that you walk(You're my London girl)The way that you talk(You're my London girl)Just the sound of your voiceI ain't got no choiceThis could be our very last chanceThis could be our final danceAnd if you cut meDon't you think I feelIs this body clayIs this heart made of steelYou're my London girl)The way that you walk(You're my London girl)The way that you talk(You're my London girl)To the rest of the worldYou're my London girl From Letras Mania