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Piccadilly dally Video (MV)




Performed By: Vixey
Language: English
Length: 3:58
Written by: Orlando Treuille, Bethan Coomber




Vixey - Piccadilly dally Lyrics
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Would Eve like apple juice
Piccadilly dallying we're all up in arms
I think times have changed
But kids still take pictures of sunsets on highstreets
Snogging kills
Pickles on the pavement and cream on the till
Do you want to go watch a film
Sliding down the banisters crash into the cupboard
Hammersmith and city sudoku
Doc martins kick wheelie bins while your mate's inside
We'll shop at Harrods one day
Hands full of marzipan a suitcase full of jams
Strut over to the savoy
In my evening gown and fine cigar I'll stomp the place down
Digestive or digestifs
Apparently aperitifs do not go well with tea
For your all day
Here for a while and for all you can't say
Piccadilly dote on me
Up till I trip up on Oxford Street
There's this awful feeling
It wasn't quite as bad back then
I'm privy to earl grey and channel 3
But I'm too young to grow old
Portobello in heaven
Second hand halo that fell off a van
I'm beyond your charm
You can't fool me with fairy lights or tinsel tangled arms
You resemble nothing
Hold my hand on Hampstead heath and kiss me on the kerb
There's a tree on a hill
Tethered to the tire swing it's hotter than the sun
It's too cold for ice cream
A lollipop in autumn leaves sticky fingers on the bus seat
The changing of the guards
I think my mum took me once it looked just like the postcard
For your all day
Here for a while and for all you can't say
Piccadilly dote on me
Up till I trip up on Oxford Street
There's this awful feeling
It wasn't quite as bad back then
I'm privy to earl grey and channel 3
But I'm too young to grow old
Chin up don't be so sad
It's only London it can't be that bad
Chin up don't be so sad
It's only London it can't be that bad
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English

Would Eve like apple juice
Piccadilly dallying we're all up in arms
I think times have changed
But kids still take pictures of sunsets on highstreets
Snogging kills
Pickles on the pavement and cream on the till
Do you want to go watch a film
Sliding down the banisters crash into the cupboard
Hammersmith and city sudoku
Doc martins kick wheelie bins while your mate's inside
We'll shop at Harrods one day
Hands full of marzipan a suitcase full of jams
Strut over to the savoy
In my evening gown and fine cigar I'll stomp the place down
Digestive or digestifs
Apparently aperitifs do not go well with tea
For your all day
Here for a while and for all you can't say
Piccadilly dote on me
Up till I trip up on Oxford Street
There's this awful feeling
It wasn't quite as bad back then
I'm privy to earl grey and channel 3
But I'm too young to grow old
Portobello in heaven
Second hand halo that fell off a van
I'm beyond your charm
You can't fool me with fairy lights or tinsel tangled arms
You resemble nothing
Hold my hand on Hampstead heath and kiss me on the kerb
There's a tree on a hill
Tethered to the tire swing it's hotter than the sun
It's too cold for ice cream
A lollipop in autumn leaves sticky fingers on the bus seat
The changing of the guards
I think my mum took me once it looked just like the postcard
For your all day
Here for a while and for all you can't say
Piccadilly dote on me
Up till I trip up on Oxford Street
There's this awful feeling
It wasn't quite as bad back then
I'm privy to earl grey and channel 3
But I'm too young to grow old
Chin up don't be so sad
It's only London it can't be that bad
Chin up don't be so sad
It's only London it can't be that bad
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Writer: Orlando Treuille, Bethan Coomber
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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