When Americans Come to London (She Fell Into My Arms) Songtext
von Ed Harcourt

When Americans come to London wearing their clean white shoes
The men wear baseball caps and the women they look confused
Whenever I travel I try to blend in the crowd
Flowing to airports not thinking aloud


When Americans come to London they don′t understand our jokes
They're loud but always pleasant and ride the tourist boats
They buy too much shortbread and put on weight
Just don′t get nervous, these are not your traits
So good that you come over here from there
So good that you come over here from there
Cos otherwise I'd be in despair

Don't fear the USA
Don′t mock their quirky ways
They buy quaint English towns
But don′t put them down down down
So good that you come over here from there
So good that you come over here from there
So good that you came over here from there
Cos otherwise I'd be in despair