London Blues

When I came here last year You promised much to me When I came here last year You promised much to me You lead me on and teased me You picked me up and let me down When I asked you here for dinner And you brought all your friends When I asked you here for dinner And you brought all your friends I said here I am feeding half of London And all I should be feeding here is you Well I took you to the music show And we wound up in your home Well I took you to the music show And we wound up in your home But you ran away and hid from me Left me walking the streets (of London) all alone Now you call me on the telephone There's a concert you wanna see Now you call me on the telephone There's a concert you wanna see Cause the Heat's in your town And your living right down the street On your way to the concert You want to stop by the hotel a while If you don't stop by the hotel, you can go straight to hell --- London Blues - Canned Heat