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