FDm
Bow bells strike, another night
EbCm
Your eyes are heavy and your limbs all ache
FDm
You've bought some coffee, butter and bread
EbCm
You can't make a thing, 'cause the meter's dead
FAb
You've moved away
FAb
Told your folks you're gonna stay away
EbAb
Bright lights, Soho, Wardour Street
FEb
You hope you make friends with the guys that you meet
BbmAb
Somebody shows you round
DbAb
Now you've met the London Boys
Db
Things seem good again
BEGbFmF
Someone cares about you
FDm
Oh the first time that you try a pill
EbCm
You feel a little queasy, decidedly ill
FDm
You're gonna be sick, but you mustn't lose face
EbCm
To let yourself down would be a big disgrace
FAb
With the London Boys
FAb
With the London Boys
EbAb
You're only seventeen, but you think you've grown
FEb
In the month you've been away from your parents' home
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BbmAb
You take the pills too much
DbAb
You don't give a damn about the job you've got
DbBEGbFmF
So long as you're with the London Boys
FDm
A London Boy, oh a London Boy
EbCm
Your flashy clothes are your pride and joy
GEm
A London Boy, yes a London Boy
FD
You're crying out loud that you're a London Boy
AF#m
You think you've had a lot of fun
GEm
But you ain't got nothing you're on the run
EC#m
It's too late now 'cause you're out there boy
F#A
You've got it made with the rest of the toys
EC#m
Now you wish you'd never left your home
F#A
You've got what you wanted but you're on your own
C#F#B
With the London Boys
G#C#F#B
Now you've met the London Boys
G#C#F#B
Now you've met the London Boys
G#C#F#B
Now you've met the London Boys