Lyrics

It's freezing in Bristol
There's love on the telly
A girl grinning at me
She's doing the shimmy
And she's cool
And she's skinny
And she's a fool for the last living rock king
It's her thrill
It's her wonder
It's her will
It's her way home
She's right where she always wanted to be
She can't change


It's lightning in London
There's shit on the telly
You're pushing my buttons
You know how to touch me
And I knew that you'd choose me
By the times that you tried to refuse me
It's your thrill
It's your wonder
It's your will
It's your way home
You're right where you always wanted to be
You can't change


It's morning in Philly
My head's feeling heavy
The sun makes me dizzy
You monkey you left me
And I know that you miss me
By the way that you kiss and resist me
It's my thrill
It's my wonder
It's my will
It's my way home
I'm right where I always dreamed I would be
I can't change