Bouganville is falling to the pool
The hard shell bugs bite my forearm
My right index fingernail chewed to the quick
My cervix is a long one
My sprinklers got off at 6pm each day
And sometimes they spray off unsuspecting visitors
My pimples are goose hairs? along my legs
My brow is furrowed and my vision is blurred

And how I do love London
And how I do love London

The birds make guttural sounds and protect me
My friends come to visit and love me a lot
I don't have the energy to fill them in
I am lagged by a jet on a 12 hour flight

And how I do love London
And how I do love London

I am intrigued by the boy with androgynous songs
Sometimes they rhyme sometimes they rhyme ... Not!
The steam will smell eucalyptus in the shower
The hug will feel forced upon you inconsolable thing

And how I do love London
And how I do love London

Deep breaths will not make my brain stand still
To be loved and swallowed are single handing prays
I love speaking French to the taxi drivers
We slept and were cold on a train out of France

And how I do love London
And how I do love London