Composition
"London Bridge" is a hip hop and dance song that lasts for 4:01 (4 minutes and 1 second) and incorporates the use of horns. According to the sheet music published by Windswept Holdings, LLC at Musicnotes.com, it was composed in the key of F major. The song is set in common time to a moderate hip hop groove of 104 beats per minute. Fergie's vocal range spans from the high note of E4 to the low note of F5. Fergie describes the song as being "kind of like a punch in the face to let people know I'm coming out... I've been getting way too into myself nowadays and I just wanna have fun with as many men as I can possible." IGN writer Spence D. labels "London Bridge" as a "club stomper" while Rebecca Wright of Blogcritics describes the song as a catchy and danceable tune with lyrics that are hard to decipher. John Murphy of musicOMH claims that the song also incorporates the use of horns similar to those used by Beyoncé in her single "Work It Out" (2002). Mike Joseph of PopMatters compared the song to Gwen Stefani's "Hollaback Girl", Nelly Furtado's "Promiscuous", and the Black Eyed Peas' "My Humps". Joseph also notes that the song is a mixture of Stefani's schoolgirl sass and "a bit of ambiguous sleaze".
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