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 theres 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 dont 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 que 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 couldnt 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 dont 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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Dont Touch Me, S'not Worth It
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Dont Touch Me, D, Look Im Alright Dont Touch me
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For a while there i was thinkin - yeah but what if?
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Picturin' myself pullin with bare white hot wit
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Snarin you as you were standing there opposite
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Whether or not you knew it i swear you didnt tick
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And when that bloke in the white behind us lot queuing
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Was clockin 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 sharkin' 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 dont 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 doughnut 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 smilin hard suggesting and
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Gleaming away with your hearty hearty lookin 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 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 dont you know it
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Oh what do i give.. 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 cafe
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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 hadnt 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 dont you know it
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Fit But You Know It
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The Streets |