You were flirting with a racist in a cocktail bar
When I met you
I picked you up, I turned and you walked out on your wife
It really was quite easy to do
Then two months later on my racist texts were exposed
Embarrassing as fuck for you
But don’t forget that UKIP put you where you are now
And they can put you back down too
Don’t, don’t you want me?
You know I can’t believe that you would rather be the leader
Don’t, don’t you want me?
You know some folk believe you’re one careerist bottom feeder
It’s much too late to find
That you have not resigned
You’d better do it now or we will all be sorry
Don’t you want me, Henry?
Don’t you want me, ohhhh?
Don’t you want me, Henry?
Don’t you want me, ohhhh ….
