I'm in love with Linda I think she understands me She's down in the dumps She lives on Holloway Road I met her in the Wig and Gown We couldn't talk with the music so loud But I could tell she was intrigued She took me down to her basement She showed me all of her paintings She sure couldn't paint But she could kiss, oh yes East London will never forget all my wrongdoings but still it's the place where I live North London has a place in her heart She's far too strong for me that's what I thought at the start I'm not that strong After a week or two I thought our love was true
She was my girlfriend But I couldn't call her my girlfriend, oh no The first time that she came to my house She brought Chardonnay now I buy Chardonnay almost every day And as her kissing got worse oh, her paintings improved but what does that prove? It proves nothing On March the 23rd she said something so absurd She said you love to be in love but you're never really in love She said you love to be in love but you're never really in love Oh oh oh, oh my Lord Every single day I get down and pray she'll change her mind that she'll change her mind