She loves me




She’s my city

She aint that pretty

I love her

Secretly she loves me

It’s where I want to be

It’s my home

It’s my city

It’s where I want to be

It’s where I want to be

Want to be


Walking past Hoffmans

Smoking my way through a packet of Rothmans

Going to meet Les at the Railway Tavern

There live a duke box that steals my fifty pence nearly every time

If you don’t get the angle of dangle it will happen

God bless Les of the Railway Tavern

How we all now miss Les of the Railway tavern


She’s my city

She aint that pretty

I love her

Secretly she loves me

It’s where I want to be

It’s my home

It’s my city

It’s where I want to be

It’s where I want to be

Want to be


Passing Marconi

The father of Radio

I wonder where the music industry would be

And the likes of SONI

If it hadn’t been for Marconi


She’s my city

She aint that pretty

I love her

Secretly she loves me

It’s where I want to be

It’s will always be

My home

My city

It’s where I want to be

It’s where I want to be

Want to be


Victoria road into Duke street

Further up near the corner of Broomfield road

On a Saturday we all would meet

Then move on to New Writtle Street

Shouting and swearing for Chelmsford City F.C.

I love her

Secretly she loves me

It’s where I want to be

My home

My city

Shouting and swearing for Chelmsford CIty F.C.


Is where I want to be

My home

My city

Is where I want to be

Want to be

My home

My city


All rights reserved Mark Smith


Now this is a strange one because the song is about where I grew up as a kid but the band I choose is local band from where I live now in Leigh in Wigan so Lottery winners if your looking for a tune you know where i am at theghostsongs.com



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