CHARLIE PLANT

JUST MOVED BACK TO LONDON, SUFFERED TEN YEARS IN THE STICKS,
THAT TEN YEARS DID MY HEAD IN, SO NEED AN URBAN FIX.
IF AT FIRST I THOUGHT I LIKED IT, NO I WAS'NT REALLY THERE,
CAUSE WHEN I THINK OF LONDON TOWN, THERE,S NOTHING THAT COMPARES!

I'M A LONDONER A LONDONER, A LONDONER THAT'S RIGHT!
YES I'M A LONDONER ALRIGHT.
A LONDONER, A LONDONER.


NOW I'M BACK IN LONDN TOWN I'VE NICELY SETTLED DOWN,
IT DID'NT TAKE ME LONG TO GET MY FEET BACK ON GROUND.
BOUGHT MYSELF A LITTLE FLAT, ASTONISHED AT THE PRICE!
SMACK IN THE HEART OF CLUBLAND, WITH ALL IT'S GANGLAND VICE! OH YEA, VERY NICE!


I'M A LONDONER, A LONDONER, A LONDONER THAT'S RIGHT,
YEA A LONDONER ALRIGHT.
A LONDONER, A LONDONER.

TO THINK I WOULD'NT MISS IT, WELL I COULD'NT BE MORE WRONG,
WHAT I CAN'T WORK OUT IS HOW IT TOOK SO BLOODY LONG!
NOW LIFE IS ON MY DOORSTEP, I'M NEVER ON MY OWN,
SO GLAD I'M BACK IN LONDON TOWN, SO GLAD I'M BACK AT HOME.

I'M A LONDONER, A LONDONER, A LONDONER, THAT'S RIGHT,
A LONDONER THAT'S RIGHT.
A LONDONER.


I REALLY MISSED THE LONDON SITES, I REALLY MISSED THE LIGHTS,
WELL THERE'S NOTHING THAT COMPARES OR CAN BEAT A WESTEND NIGHT.
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I'M A LONDONER, A LONDONER, A LONDONER THAT'S RIGHT,
YES I'M A LONDONER ALRIGHT.
A LONDONER, A LONDONER, A LONDONER,
A LONDON BOY, A LONDON BOY, JUST LIKE MR. JONES,

Wella oh oh oh,
Is your head a little sore this morning?
No sympathy, well you were given warnigs,
So you got involved with the office banter,
Did you have a Secret Santa?
The girls they wore thier lovely frocks,
The men those colourful Christmas socks!
Suppose you tried the sweet mulled wine?
Well of course you did it’s Christmas time,
Well of course you did it’s Christmas time!

So you stole a kiss using mistletoe,
The boyfriends back, now it’s time to go!
Had a dance with the bosses daughter,
Performing the moves tha ya old man taught ya!
Bet you carried the party on
The main voice of the sing along!
Well of course you did it’s Christmas time
Well of course you did it’s Christmas time

See the children all delighted,
Santa’s coming so excited,
Leave a drink a mince pie out,
Are those snow prints? Yes he’s about!
Now any doubt about the date,
It’s Steve McQueens ‘Great Escape’!
Well of course it is it’s Christmas time,
Well of course it is it’s Christmas time!
It’s Christmas time,
It’s Christmas time!

I heard the news the other day,
About that man who won the lottery,
He said it wouldn’t change his life,
How he’d stay loyal to his loving wife.
He’d carry on at work each day,
Even though he doesn’t need the pay,
If I could have a win like that one day,
I’d live my life in such a different way!

Oh, let me have some of that,
With a wallets that nice and fat,
I’d spend my mornings in my favourite pub
And my evenings in a top nightclub!

Yea, I could have some of that
Livivg life like an upper class twat,
Fly the world on a private jet,
spending money with no regrets!

I find it hard to understand, how any man could be so underhand,
I do appreciate his wife,
But what I don’t gets how he’d live his life
If that was me I’d sing and shout,
Cause after all it’s what we dream about!
To weather I was in or out,
The boss at work would surely have no doubt,

Well, I could have some of that,
Rubbing shoulders with the other fat cats
Instead of a bus I’d charter a plane,
Do as I like without any blame,

Yea, I could have some of that,
Sport a ‘whistle’ and me ‘Tit for Tat’
Buy a villa on the Costa Brava,
Moor a yacht at the local harbour.

Oh I could have some of that
Yea, I could have some of that
YeaI could have some of that!
Oh, let me have some of that,
I really want some of that!