Traffic in Fleet Street

The traffic up in Fleet Street
Kept rolling by
Cast your mind back to the time
St Paul's and I and a secretary’s lunchtime
I'd ride alone, I'd dine alone
Catch the bus headed up in town

Careless hopeless drivers
You've been living low
Catch a cab up to the Strand
Keep on living a whopping great big headline
I'd rather know, I live alone
Lincoln's Inn Fields feeling awful low

Oh how it lies
The traffic up in Fleet Street
Oh how it lies
The traffic up in Fleet Street

I ride alone, I dine alone
Catch the bus and head up to town

Oh how it lies
The traffic up in Fleet Street
But oh how I need
The traffic up in Fleet Street

Let the water run
Let the water run inside
To keep the traffic free
Keep my Fleet Street for me

Fleet Street
Fleet Street