It was just another night in good old London Town She was not from the city but it never got her down Hate was not in her vocabulary But she became a victim of her own naivety
Feeling high after a night in London Town Unaware that somebody was hanging around Who was that she could see A face with no personality
No way out, no turning back Her fate in the hands of a maniac Nowhere to flee, nowhere to hide It happened so fast and now she's got no pride
Who would wan't a night in good old London Town Stay out of the city, 'cos fun can still be found You ain't safe, listen to me You ain't safe in this societyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
