Letra We Get On de Kate Nash

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knowing you exist ain't good enough for me
But asking for your telephone number
seems highly inappropriate
Seeing as I can't even say hi when you walk by

And that time you shook my hand it felt so nice
I swear I never felt this way about any other guy
And I don't usually notice people's eyes but

I conducted a plan to bump in to you most accidentally
But I was walking along and I bumped into you much more heavily
That I'd originally planned, it was well embarrassing
And I think you thought that I was a bit of a twat

I just think that we'd get on
I wish I could tell you face to face instead of singing this stupid song
But yeah I just think that we might get on

So I went to that party and everyone they were kind of arty
And I was wearing this dress because I wanted to impress
But I wasn't sure if I looked my best cause I was so nervous
But I carried on regardless strutting through each room trying to find you

And when I saw you kissing that girl my heart it shattered
And my eyes they watered and when I tried to speak I stuttered
And my friends were like "whatever, you'll find someone better"
His eyes were way too close together and "we never even liked him from the start
And now he's with that tart and I heard she done some really nasty stuff
Down in the park with Michael", they said "she's easy
And if your guy's with someone that's sleazy
Then he ain't worth your time cause you deserve a real nice guy"
So I proceeded to get drunk and to cry
And I locked myself in the toilets the entire night
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Saturday night I watched channel five, I particularly liked CSI
I don't ever dream about you and me
I don't ever make up stuff about us that would be classed insanity
I don't ever drive by your house to see if you're in
I don't even have an opinion on that tramp that you are still seeing
I don't know your timetable, I don't know your face off by heart
But I must admit that there is still a part of me that thinks we might get on