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See i reckon you're about an 8 or a 9,
maybe even 9 and a half in four beers time.
that blue top shop top you've got on is nice,
bit too much fake tan though,
but yeah you score high.
But there's just one little thing that really really,
really really annoyin' me about you you see,
yeah, yeah like i said you are really fit
but my gosh don't you just know it
I'm not trying to pull you
even though i would like to
i think you are really fit
you're fit
but my gosh dont you know it
So when i looked at you standin' there with your hoard,
i was waitin' in the queue lookin' at the board
wonderin' whether to have a burger or chips
or what the shrapnel in my back pocket could afford
when i noticed out the corner of my eye
lookin' toward my direction
your eyes locked onto my course
i couldn't concentrate on what i wanted to order,
which cost me my place in the queue i waited for yeah
I'm not tryin' to pull you
even though i would like to
i think you are really fit
you're fit but my gosh dont you know it
Whoa! leave it out
are you smokin' something?
leave it out
mike just leave it just leave it
we cannot have that behaviour in this establishment
s'not worth it, mike, just leave it
don't touch me, s'not worth it
don't touch me, d, look i'm alright
don't touch me
For a while there i was thinkin',
yeah but what if?
picturin' myself pullin' with bare white hot wit
snarin' you as you were standin' there opposite
whether or not you knew it i swear you didn't tick
and when that bloke in the white behind us lot queuin'
was clockin' onto you too, yeah i had to admit
that yeah yeah you are fit,
and yeah i do want it,
but i stop sharkin' for a minute to get chips and drinks
I'm not tryin' to pull you
even though i would like to
i think you are really fit
you're fit
but my gosh don't you know it
Oy, just as you started to make your big advance
with the milkshake and that little doughnut in hand
i was like nah, even though you look grand
but you look sharp there smilin' hard suggestin' and
gleamin' away with your hearty hearty lookin' tan
but i admit the next bit was spanner to my plan
you walked towards my path but just brushed right past
and into the arms of that white shirted man
I'm not tryin' to pull you
even though i would like to
i think you are really fit
you're fit
but my gosh don't you know it
Oh what do i give...i've got a girlfriend anyway
(whoa, we've all had a drink mate)
we're all a bit drunk, yeah we've had a few fair play
i got this stella i bombed from that last cafe
this nights not even begun, yes, yes, oh yay
I did fancy you a bit though, yeah i must say
i would rather i hadn't mugged myself on display
but this is just another case of female stoppin' play
on otherwise a total result of a holiday
I'm not tryin' to pull you
even though i would like to
i think you are really fit
you're fit
but my gosh dont you know it
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See i reckon you're about an 8 or a 9,
maybe even 9 and a half in four beers time.
that blue top shop top you've got on is nice,
bit too much fake tan though,
but yeah you score high.
But there's just one little thing that really really,
really really annoyin' me about you you see,
yeah, yeah like i said you are really fit
but my gosh don't you just know it
I'm not trying to pull you
even though i would like to
i think you are really fit
you're fit
but my gosh dont you know it
So when i looked at you standin' there with your hoard,
i was waitin' in the queue lookin' at the board
wonderin' whether to have a burger or chips
or what the shrapnel in my back pocket could afford
when i noticed out the corner of my eye
lookin' toward my direction
your eyes locked onto my course
i couldn't concentrate on what i wanted to order,
which cost me my place in the queue i waited for yeah
I'm not tryin' to pull you
even though i would like to
i think you are really fit
you're fit but my gosh dont you know it
Whoa! leave it out
are you smokin' something?
leave it out
mike just leave it just leave it
we cannot have that behaviour in this establishment
s'not worth it, mike, just leave it
don't touch me, s'not worth it
don't touch me, d, look i'm alright
don't touch me
For a while there i was thinkin',
yeah but what if?
picturin' myself pullin' with bare white hot wit
snarin' you as you were standin' there opposite
whether or not you knew it i swear you didn't tick
and when that bloke in the white behind us lot queuin'
was clockin' onto you too, yeah i had to admit
that yeah yeah you are fit,
and yeah i do want it,
but i stop sharkin' for a minute to get chips and drinks
I'm not tryin' to pull you
even though i would like to
i think you are really fit
you're fit
but my gosh don't you know it
Oy, just as you started to make your big advance
with the milkshake and that little doughnut in hand
i was like nah, even though you look grand
but you look sharp there smilin' hard suggestin' and
gleamin' away with your hearty hearty lookin' tan
but i admit the next bit was spanner to my plan
you walked towards my path but just brushed right past
and into the arms of that white shirted man
I'm not tryin' to pull you
even though i would like to
i think you are really fit
you're fit
but my gosh don't you know it
Oh what do i give...i've got a girlfriend anyway
(whoa, we've all had a drink mate)
we're all a bit drunk, yeah we've had a few fair play
i got this stella i bombed from that last cafe
this nights not even begun, yes, yes, oh yay
I did fancy you a bit though, yeah i must say
i would rather i hadn't mugged myself on display
but this is just another case of female stoppin' play
on otherwise a total result of a holiday
I'm not tryin' to pull you
even though i would like to
i think you are really fit
you're fit
but my gosh dont you know it
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Writer: Michael Geoffrey Skinner
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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