London Bye, Ta-Ta (BBC Top Gear radio session with the Tony Visconti Orchestra, recorded 13th May, 1968) Songtext
von David Bowie
London Bye, Ta-Ta (BBC Top Gear radio session with the Tony Visconti Orchestra, recorded 13th May, 1968) Songtext
London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
brought me down
Don′t like your new face
that's not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta
Gigi, Gigi, Gigi, Gigi
take me away
Gigi, Gigi, Gigi, Gigi
take me today
The boys in the clothes shop
sold me curry for a pound
His cardboard face is soggy,
and his sellings thorny crown
I loved her!
I loved her!
I′ve got to get away,
but I loved her!
Oh-oh-oh
London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
brought me down
Don't like your new face
that's not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta
Red light, green light
Make up your mind
Red light, green light
You′re far too un-kind
She loves to love all beauty,
and she says the norm is funny
But she whimpers in the morning
when she finds she has no money
I loved her!
I loved her!
I′ve got to get away now,
but I loved her!
Ahhh!
Oh-oh-oh
London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
brought me down
Don't like your new face
that′s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta
Ahh
Oh-oh-oh
London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
brought me down
Don't like your new face
that′s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta
Oh, London bye ta-ta
Oh, London bye ta-ta
Oh, eh
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
brought me down
Don′t like your new face
that's not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta
Gigi, Gigi, Gigi, Gigi
take me away
Gigi, Gigi, Gigi, Gigi
take me today
The boys in the clothes shop
sold me curry for a pound
His cardboard face is soggy,
and his sellings thorny crown
I loved her!
I loved her!
I′ve got to get away,
but I loved her!
Oh-oh-oh
London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
brought me down
Don't like your new face
that's not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta
Red light, green light
Make up your mind
Red light, green light
You′re far too un-kind
She loves to love all beauty,
and she says the norm is funny
But she whimpers in the morning
when she finds she has no money
I loved her!
I loved her!
I′ve got to get away now,
but I loved her!
Ahhh!
Oh-oh-oh
London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
brought me down
Don't like your new face
that′s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta
Ahh
Oh-oh-oh
London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
brought me down
Don't like your new face
that′s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta
Oh, London bye ta-ta
Oh, London bye ta-ta
Oh, eh
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