New York, New York: Harry's Theme (Live)

Lovely!
Anyone know the football score?
Does anyone care?
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know why I said it
Actually, give us, give us, give me an M!
Give me another M!
And another M!
And another M!
And what have you got?
I know, yeah
Clap your hands
Come on, you know it makes sense
And all you gotta do is sing this
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la la
And you
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la la

Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
And I'm gonna get right out of it
London, London

Who clapping?
These bloody old shoes
I'm wearing tonight
And I'm gonna get right out of it
London, London

I want to wake up in a city that doesn't sleep
And find I'm out in the hills shagging some sheep

That's the words, innit?
They're the right words, innit?
He's got a weird, really weird look on his eye
He's done it before, that geezer there, I saw him

These, I don't know what you're laughing at
You've done it as well, haven't you?
These, oh dear
These bloody old shoes
I'm wearing tonight
And I'm gonna get right out of it
London, London

And, if I could grow my hair
He's got clothes on tonight
A naked man came out last night
There he is down there
If I could grow my hair
I'd grow it everywhere
It's up to you London, London

Clap!
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
Thank you very much
You're all bloody mad
Ladies and gentlemen, the sexually impossible, Mr. Harry James