I wish you would have smiled in the bakery,
or sat on a tatty settee,
at a mutual friends gathering,
And the more you keep on looking the more it's hard to take,
love we're in stale mate.
To never meet is surely where we're bound,
there's one in every town,
just there to grind you down.
I wish I would have seen you in the post office,
well maybe I did and I missed it,
too busy with the mind on clever lines.
Why not the rounders pitch or the canteen?
You're slacking love, where have you been?
you had to go and wait until tonight
...to give me the invite
don't worry its alright
I wish I would have seen you in the arcade,
sipping on a lemonade,
In a paper cup and chewing on the straw
And I wish I'd seen you in the bakery,
But if I'd seen you in the bakery,
You probably wouldn't have seen me.
or sat on a tatty settee,
at a mutual friends gathering,
And the more you keep on looking the more it's hard to take,
love we're in stale mate.
To never meet is surely where we're bound,
there's one in every town,
just there to grind you down.
I wish I would have seen you in the post office,
well maybe I did and I missed it,
too busy with the mind on clever lines.
Why not the rounders pitch or the canteen?
You're slacking love, where have you been?
you had to go and wait until tonight
...to give me the invite
don't worry its alright
I wish I would have seen you in the arcade,
sipping on a lemonade,
In a paper cup and chewing on the straw
And I wish I'd seen you in the bakery,
But if I'd seen you in the bakery,
You probably wouldn't have seen me.
Datum: 18 Aug 2009, amczf
"I don't ever want to hate you so don't show me your bed,
the only roads are cul-de-sac's" the first thing that she said.
"Temptation greets you like your naughty mate,
the one that made you steal and set things on fire but one you haven't seen of late."
And she said "We've got that spark, but it only lights a fuse,
helps you see in the dark, but it's a sight you'll lose when the temptation greets you like your naughty friend".
I don't ever want to hate you so don't show me your bed,
the only roads are cul-de-sac's the only ends are dead.
Temptation greets you like your naughty mate,
One that used to get you in bother but one you could never bring yourself to hate
I said "that kind of talk only adds intrigue,
to the cauldron of thought?that's already exceeding temptation" ...the very thing that held her back.
I don't ever want to hate you it's not part of the plan
so keep your charm where I can't see it and your hands where I can
the only roads are cul-de-sac's" the first thing that she said.
"Temptation greets you like your naughty mate,
the one that made you steal and set things on fire but one you haven't seen of late."
And she said "We've got that spark, but it only lights a fuse,
helps you see in the dark, but it's a sight you'll lose when the temptation greets you like your naughty friend".
I don't ever want to hate you so don't show me your bed,
the only roads are cul-de-sac's the only ends are dead.
Temptation greets you like your naughty mate,
One that used to get you in bother but one you could never bring yourself to hate
I said "that kind of talk only adds intrigue,
to the cauldron of thought?that's already exceeding temptation" ...the very thing that held her back.
I don't ever want to hate you it's not part of the plan
so keep your charm where I can't see it and your hands where I can
Datum: 18 Aug 2009, amczf
Won't somebody let me out?
Don't want to stick around no more
Sick of looking at you strange
Sick of sticking to the floor
No one of you has got an ounce of style in ya
Said not one of you, no
Fuck it all and break your nose
If they keep on pushing you around
Keep on stepping on your toes
Pick you up when you fall down
No one of you has got an ounce of style in ya
Said not one of you, no
No one of you has got an ounce of style in ya, no
Said not one of you, no
Don't want to stick around no more
Sick of looking at you strange
Sick of sticking to the floor
No one of you has got an ounce of style in ya
Said not one of you, no
Fuck it all and break your nose
If they keep on pushing you around
Keep on stepping on your toes
Pick you up when you fall down
No one of you has got an ounce of style in ya
Said not one of you, no
No one of you has got an ounce of style in ya, no
Said not one of you, no
Datum: 18 Aug 2009, amczf
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