| Excuse me girl
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| I know it’s a bit embarrassing but
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| I just noticed some tan lines
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| On your shirt
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| See I reckon you’re about an 8 or a 9,
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| Maybe even 9 and a half in four beers time.
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| That blue top shop top you’ve got on IS nice,
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| Bit too much fake tan though — but yeah you score high.
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| But there’s just one little thing that really really,
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| Really really annoying me about you you see,
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| Yeah yeah like I said you are really fit
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| But my gosh don’t you just know it
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| I’m not trying to pull you
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| Even though I would like to
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| I think you are really fit
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| You’re fit But my gosh don’t you know it
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| So when I looked at you standing there with your hoard,
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| I was waiting in the queue looking at the board
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| Wondering whether to have a Burger or chips
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| Or what the shrapnel in my back pocket could afford
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| When I noticed out the corner of my eye
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| Looking toward my direction
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| Your eyes locked onto my course
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| I couldn’t concentrate on what I wanted to order,
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| Which cost me my place in the queue I waited for YEAH
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| I’m not trying to pull you
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| Even though I would like to
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| I think you are really fit
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| You’re fit but my gosh don’t you know it
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| Whoa! |
| Leave it out
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| Are you smoking crack or something?
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| Leave it Out
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| Mike just leave it just leave it
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| We cannot have that behaviour in this establishment
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| S’not worth it mike, just leave it
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| Don’t Touch Me, S’not Worth It
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| Don’t Touch Me, D, Look I’m Alright
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| Don’t Touch me
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| For a while there I was thinking — yeah but what if?
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| Picturing myself pulling with bare white hot wit
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| Snaring you as you were standing there opposite
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| Whether or not you knew it I swear you didn’t tick
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| And when that bloke in the white behind us lot queuing
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| Was clocking onto you too yeah I had to admit
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| That yeah yeah you are fit,
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| And yeah I do want it,
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| But I stop sharking for a minute to get chips and drinks
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| I’m not trying to pull you
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| Even though I would like to
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| I think you are really fit
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| You’re fit But my gosh don’t you know it
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| Now, I bashed my head hard earlier choosing a brew.
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| But I am digressing slightly so I’ll continue.
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| I didn’t want to bowl over all geezer and rude,
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| Not rude like good but just rude like uncouth,
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| You girls think you can just flirt and it comes to you,
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| But let me tell you, see, yes, yes, but you are really rude,
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| And rude as in good, I knew this as you stood and queued,
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| But I just did not want to give the satisfaction to you!
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| I’m not trying to pull you
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| Even though I would like to
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| I think you are really fit
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| You’re fit But my gosh don’t you know it
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| Oy, just as you started to make your big advance
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| With the milkshake and that little donut in hand
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| I was like nah, I can’t, even though you look grand
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| But you look sharp there smiling hard suggesting and
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| Gleaming away with your hearty hearty looking tan
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| But I admit the next bit was spanner to my plan
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| You walked towards my path but just brushed right past
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| And into the arms of that fucking white shirted man
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| I’m not trying to pull you
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| Even though I would like to
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| I think you are really fit
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| You’re fit But my gosh don’t you know it
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| What do I give a fuck. |
| I’ve got a girlfirend anyway
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| (whoa, we’ve all had a drink mate)
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| We’re all a bit drunk, yeah we’ve had a few fair play
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| I got this stella I bombed from that last café
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| This nights not even begun, yes yes oh yay
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| I did fancy you a bit though yeah I must say
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| I would rather I hadn’t mugged myself on display
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| But this is just another case of female stopping play
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| On otherwise a total result of a holiday
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| I’m not trying to pull you
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| Even though I would like to
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| I think you are really fit
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| You’re fit But my gosh don’t you know it
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| Ha ha huh huh huh
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| You’re fit but you know it
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| You’re fit but you know it
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| You’re fit but you know it
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| I think I’m going to fall over
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| I think I’m going to fall
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| Fucking hell |