[Verse 3] I’ve seen you trawling Camden at 4 A.M Outside of the clubnight Deciding whose house will hold a free-for-all I’ve followed you back to mansions and I’ve met all your friends Under the streetlights But I can never recall what you’re called
[Bridge] You dance, you sweat Your glance is met And you hold my gaze a bit And pretend you never did And I’m left standing on my own
[Hook]
Tonight, only tonight, you know you're the best Tonight, only tonight
[Outro] The ladies of London town throw one last glance over their shoulders Blow a kiss, and then they’re gone forever
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What’s this…? A Frank Turner song about a bevvy of beautiful women? On Sleep Is For The Week? Can’t be. Actually, it can be. Frank’s numbers about women and bedding them border on the cliché, but this time he brings in another English folky, Jamie Lenman, to add some manliness, some Englishness, and some moustacheliness.
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