I’ve met someone that makes me feel seasick Oh, what a skill to have Oh, what a skill to have So many skills that make her distinctive But they’re not mine to have No, they’re not mine
Whenever she looks I read the nearest paper No, I don’t care about the soaps No, I don’t care about the soaps Though I’m acting like I’m in an “EastEnders” episode
If this is a rom-com Kill the director If this is a rom-com Kill the director, please
Carrots help us see much better in the dark Don’t talk to girls, they’ll break your heart And this is my head, and this is my spout They work together, they can’t figure anything out
So, with the angst of a teenage band Here’s another song about a gender I’ll never understand Here’s another song about a gender I’ll never understand
If this is a rom-com Kill the director If this is a rom-com Kill the director If this is a rom-com Kill the director, please
This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget (Kill the director) This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget (Kill the director)
This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget (Kill the director) This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget (Kill the director)
This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget (Kill the director) This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget (Kill the director)
This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget JonesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
