London Blues - Canned Heat

When I came here last year

You promised much to me When I came here last year

You promised much to me You lead me on and teased me You picked me up and let me down

When I asked you here for dinner

And you brought all your friends

When I asked you here for dinner

And you brought all your friends

I said here I am feeding half of London

And all I should be feeding here is you

Well I took you to the music show

And we wound up in your home

Well I took you to the music show

And we wound up in your home

But you ran away and hid from me Left me walking the streets (of London) all alone

Now you call me on the telephone

There’s a concert you wanna see

Now you call me on the telephone

There’s a concert you wanna see

Cause the Heat’s in your town

And your living right down the street

On your way to the concert

You want to stop by the hotel a while

If you don’t stop by the hotel, you can go straight to hell