The devil moon took me through the alley
Down by the Kardomah and the Centrale
To the Mews running through the back streets
Where the Blacks sold fire and sleep
The devil moon took me out of Soho Up to Camden where the cold north winds blow
Sucked along by a winter shower T
o stand beside your shining tower
This could be our final dance
This could be our very last chance
Just the sound of your voice
Wherever I may be
Changes everything
And then the world's right with me
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 voice
And I ain't got no choice
Shane MacGowan
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