A malady has taken him over
Coughing tar in his Japanese motor
The lights are magic and he feels lucky
And he's got money, shoots like an arrow, oh
London loves the mystery of a speeding car
London loves the misery of a speeding heart
It's love you like and everyone's at it
And words are cheap when the mind is elastic
He loves the violence, keeps ticking over
So sleep together before today is sold forever
London loves the way people just fall apart
London loves the way you just don't stand a chance
London loves the mystery of a speeding car
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh
London loves the mystery of a speeding car
London loves the mystery of a speeding heart
London loves the mystery
Oh, hey, hey
London loves the way people just fall apart
London loves the way we just don't stand a chance
London loves (always London loves) a speeding heart