London Blues – Canned Heat – letras

When I came here last yearYou promised much to meWhen I came here last yearYou promised much to meYou lead me on and teased meYou picked me up and let me downWhen I asked you here for dinnerAnd you brought all your friendsWhen I asked you here for dinnerAnd you brought all your friendsI said here I am feeding half of LondonAnd all I should be feeding here is youWell I took you to the music showAnd we wound up in your homeWell I took you to the music showAnd we wound up in your homeBut you ran away and hid from meLeft me walking the streets (of London) all aloneNow you call me on the telephoneThere’s a concert you wanna seeNow you call me on the telephoneThere’s a concert you wanna seeCause the Heat’s in your townAnd your living right down the streetOn your way to the concertYou want to stop by the hotel a whileIf you don’t stop by the hotel, you can go straight to hell