The strangers love to say that…
If I were to fall in love would you be the one?
I’m not desperate it’s just the night is nearly done.
If I were to fall in love, would you be the only one?
I’m not desperate; it’s just the nights nearly done.
If I were to kiss you, would you turn round and do
Whatever I want, after tonight I don’t need you.
Out Friday night and he’s strolling with a bottle,
Looking for women, he thinks they’re lookin’ for him
The girls can face it, he ‘aint no Aristotle
But they don’t care; he gets bored when he tries to think about thinking
All these women hell yes, assets always arse and breasts
If she looks like a Greek goddess, he’ll only admire her chest
Chewing gum on his breath thinks chat up lines work the best
She tells him ‘ boy give it a rest’ assets always arse and breasts
The strangers love to say that…
If I were to fall in love, would you be the only one?
I’m not desperate; it’s just the nights nearly done.
If I were to kiss you, would you turn round and do
Whatever I want, after tonight I don’t need you.
They’re on the pull because it makes them feel better
Pink shirts with up-turned collars make them look fly
They reckon gelled hair’s gonna get them together
Drinking and winking, they want to rub up some thighs and they’re saying…
All these women hell yes, still trying to impress
He wants to play in her toy chest she dresses like a princess
Middle finger no sex, egos as big as Loch Ness
She tells him there’s no interest assets are always arse and breasts
If I were to fall in love, would you be the only one?
I’m not desperate; it’s just the nights nearly done.
If I were to kiss you, would you turn round and do
Whatever I want, after tonight I don’t need you.
He’s not sizing her blue eyes, don’t sympathise ‘cause he’s not nice
He wants her thighs so he can try his size, guys despise.
How he’s making up these lies, fuck empathising, dick-head guys bring
Trouble when you’re still realising he’s not worth the eye you’re gazing.
And while you’re blazing he’s still taking the piss (slide ‘piss’) cha’ cha’ cha’
Chatting your girl up, now he’s teething your fist
He’s got the bruises that you couldn’t resist
(Giving him (harm)), now he’s down and out he figures your general gist.
If I were to fall in love, would you be the only one?
I’m not desperate; it’s just the nights nearly done.
If I were to kiss you, would you turn round and do
Whatever I want, after tonight I don’t need you.
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