The girls are crying
On the corner
Because the boys all left
And they’ve had too much to drink
We’re in London
Mid October
He’s convinced the blonde by the bar
Just gave him a wink
And the words he spoke
Left me in disbelief
He said,
«Smoke whatever you’ve got left,
It’s getting late and
We don’t have much to lose»
Well she said,
«English girls they just like sex»
I couldn’t believe when he said,
«I've got news for you
American boys do too.»
(American boys do too)
Her face went red as
The words left his tongue and
She rolls up a cigarette
And he strikes a paper match
I can tell his pouring honey
Into her ear as
Us teenage kids were getting pissed
On cider and black
Pins her against the wall
Tells her she’s beautiful
She says she’s going home
That’s when he said…
«Smoke whatever you’ve got left,
It’s getting late and
We don’t have much to lose»
Well she said,
«English girls they just like sex»
I couldn’t believe when he said,
«I've got news for you
American boys do too.»
And that boy he is a drifter
Tomorrow he’ll be far away
And the moment
Before he kissed her
Pins her against the wall
Tells her she’s beautiful
She says she’s going home
That’s when he said…
«Smoke whatever you’ve got left,
It’s getting late and
We don’t have much to lose»
And then she said,
«English girls they just like sex»
I couldn’t believe when he said,
«I've got news for you
(All these) American boys do too.»
(American boys do too)
(American boys do too)