In the heart of London
Where the isles are winding
To the heart of the city
We dine
One Monet moment
At a time
Wooden counters
With airy old jazz numbers
Fumbling along
With a reserved evening
In the heart of London
In the heart of London
Where the isles are winding
To the heart of the city
We dine
One Monet moment
At a time
Wooden counters
With airy old jazz numbers
Fumbling along
With a reserved evening
In the heart of London
