Excuse me girl I know its a bit embarrassing But I just noticed some tan lines.. On your shirt!
See I reckon you're about an eight or a nine Maybe even nine 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 annoying me about you you see Yeah yeah like I said you are really fit But my gosh don't you just know it
[Chorus] 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 don't you know it
So when I looked at you standing there with your hoard I was waiting in the que looking at the board Wondering 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 Looking 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
Whoa! Leave it out Are you smoking something? Leave it out Mike just leave it just leave it We cannot have that behavior 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 '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 standing there opposite Whether or not you knew it I swear you didn't tick And when that bloke in the white behind us lot queuing 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
Oy, just as you started to make your big advance With the milkshake and that little doughnut in hand I was like nah, I can't, even though you look grand But you look sharp there smilin' hard suggesting and Gleaming 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
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 stopping play On otherwise a total result of a holiday