This is London, not Antarctica
So why don't the tubes run all night
You are my girlfriend, not Molly Ringwald
So why won't you stay here tonight
This is sixth form poetry not Keats or Yeats
And now we find the part that we both hate
We love the city because it lets us down
We love the city not the suburbs that surround
We love all the dirty things, that lead us to think
That maybe true love could be found
We love the city because its how we live
We love the city cause it never loves us back
We love it all because sometimes
Even though they're hard to find
It contains all the virtues we lack
I am intrigued, not merely curious as to
Why it takes so long to change your mind
I am competent, not merely adequate
It's impossible for me to be unkind
This is embarrassing, not merely awkward
And I have ignored much greater feelings
We can hold those aspirations down
With bad luck and half hearted frowns
But fear alone will never bring us down
That can only happen in the small towns
And if you don't love me now
If you don't love me now
If you don't love me
Then you can't have me
You can't have me now