Another Lover - White Town

I think I need another lover

I think I need another lover

I think I need another lover

Like I need a hole in my head

Why do you chase me and play hard to get

When you know very well that I couldn’t care less

I could never find a girl like you

Appealing

With your soft boiled head

And hard boiled views

You’re a baby maggie thatcher in trendier shoes

It would make me laugh

If it wasn’t quite so depressing

Do I really have to tell the world

I’ve already found my perfect girl

I see you’re furious cos I’m staying calm

Well my fidelity is not prey to your charms

I bet you never thought someone who looks like me Could be so choosy

So go back to the bar and I’ll stay here

In the same little corner I’ve stood for years

With the geeks and the freaks

My unfashionable clique

Of losers

Do I really have to tell the world

I’ve already found my perfect girl

Is it so hard to understand

Look at my third finger

Left hand