I THINK I'M IN LOVE
We met through a friend of a friend
She stole my milk for her White Russian fore I'd even kenned
I was living down in old Mile End
Besotted to the point I couldn't even pretend
I wasn't into her
Clad in some glamorous fox fur
And as the night began to blur
I slurred my way to her phone number
And she arranged a restaurant
I thought that I could hear some violins
We took walks through pristine parks
It was summer and it never felt like getting dark
Strawberries and cream with a silver spoon
Eyes under candlelight and bathed in the blue of the moon
Oh I was into her
Yes I was utterly immersed
And as the leaves fell to their hearse
It took a turn, took a turn for the worse
She said she didn't like Orwell
It was her ideological hell
Oh she much preferred Enoch Powell
Said she'd read about him in the daily mail
My face fell
'Cos I think I'm in love, in love with a Tory
Lock me up in purgatory
I think I'm in love, in love with a Tory
I guess this world just isn't for me oh
So tell me what's a man meant to do
I fell head over heels too soon
And in her place she makes love to me
But on her shelf is David Cameron's autobiography
I think I'm in love, in love with a Tory
Lock me up in purgatory
I think I'm in love, in love with a Tory
I guess this world just isn't for me, no
'Cos i'm in love with a Tory
'Cos I'm in love with a Tory
'Cos I'm in love with a Tory
'Cos I'm in love with a Tory
She stole my milk for her White Russian fore I'd even kenned
I was living down in old Mile End
Besotted to the point I couldn't even pretend
I wasn't into her
Clad in some glamorous fox fur
And as the night began to blur
I slurred my way to her phone number
And she arranged a restaurant
I thought that I could hear some violins
We took walks through pristine parks
It was summer and it never felt like getting dark
Strawberries and cream with a silver spoon
Eyes under candlelight and bathed in the blue of the moon
Oh I was into her
Yes I was utterly immersed
And as the leaves fell to their hearse
It took a turn, took a turn for the worse
She said she didn't like Orwell
It was her ideological hell
Oh she much preferred Enoch Powell
Said she'd read about him in the daily mail
My face fell
'Cos I think I'm in love, in love with a Tory
Lock me up in purgatory
I think I'm in love, in love with a Tory
I guess this world just isn't for me oh
So tell me what's a man meant to do
I fell head over heels too soon
And in her place she makes love to me
But on her shelf is David Cameron's autobiography
I think I'm in love, in love with a Tory
Lock me up in purgatory
I think I'm in love, in love with a Tory
I guess this world just isn't for me, no
'Cos i'm in love with a Tory
'Cos I'm in love with a Tory
'Cos I'm in love with a Tory
'Cos I'm in love with a Tory
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Writer(s): Connor Reid
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