| Song | Hey Young London |
| Artist | Bananarama |
| Album | Deep Sea Skiving (Remastered) |
| 作词 : Blue, Dallin, Fahey, Woodward | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you're looking good | |
| Dressing up like you know you should | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you're the brightest star | |
| So you ride about got to get that far | |
| Well, I've read your face and seen your place | |
| And you'll let me in if | |
| I share your tastes | |
| You know the night spots if you wanna stay hip | |
| Have you flown to | |
| Paris, hope you have a good trip | |
| We don't care | |
| You know that we don't care | |
| We don't care | |
| D'you know that we wear flares | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you're looking good | |
| The lights are less well that's understood | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, take your time and go | |
| The girls are young but they act so old | |
| You're headin' for the same pub each night | |
| Girls in the corner, boys looking for a fight | |
| Even he might rock each others self control | |
| When you get engaged you know you've reached your goal | |
| We don't care | |
| You know that we don't care | |
| We don't care | |
| D'you know that we wear flares | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you're looking good | |
| You got the money you can choose your moods | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you're a bright young thing | |
| Your private houses are a public thing | |
| She's so afraid, she sees a dead still light | |
| And her dress is see-through and his pants on tight | |
| With his girl at his side, he doesn't need his breaks | |
| And a smile on his face for all the risks he takes | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you're looking good | |
| Dressing up like you know you should | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you're the brightest star | |
| So you ride about got to get that far | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you're looking good | |
| The lights are less well that's understood | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, take your time and go | |
| The girls are young but they act so old | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you're looking good |
| zuò cí : Blue, Dallin, Fahey, Woodward | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you' re looking good | |
| Dressing up like you know you should | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you' re the brightest star | |
| So you ride about got to get that far | |
| Well, I' ve read your face and seen your place | |
| And you' ll let me in if | |
| I share your tastes | |
| You know the night spots if you wanna stay hip | |
| Have you flown to | |
| Paris, hope you have a good trip | |
| We don' t care | |
| You know that we don' t care | |
| We don' t care | |
| D' you know that we wear flares | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you' re looking good | |
| The lights are less well that' s understood | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, take your time and go | |
| The girls are young but they act so old | |
| You' re headin' for the same pub each night | |
| Girls in the corner, boys looking for a fight | |
| Even he might rock each others self control | |
| When you get engaged you know you' ve reached your goal | |
| We don' t care | |
| You know that we don' t care | |
| We don' t care | |
| D' you know that we wear flares | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you' re looking good | |
| You got the money you can choose your moods | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you' re a bright young thing | |
| Your private houses are a public thing | |
| She' s so afraid, she sees a dead still light | |
| And her dress is seethrough and his pants on tight | |
| With his girl at his side, he doesn' t need his breaks | |
| And a smile on his face for all the risks he takes | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you' re looking good | |
| Dressing up like you know you should | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you' re the brightest star | |
| So you ride about got to get that far | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you' re looking good | |
| The lights are less well that' s understood | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, take your time and go | |
| The girls are young but they act so old | |
| Hey, young | |
| London, you' re looking good |