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  1. Boyfriend

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I met her on the dancefloor / It must have been about 3 / I could tell by the way she’s looking at me / That she likes me / So I go and say hello / “What’s your name?” well she tells me it’s Flo / And I know that / Pretty soon we’re gonna dance / Maybe later there could be some romance / And I’m thinking, I might take a chance / And suddenly she’s holding my hand / Well I’m thinking I could be her man / I’m figuring she might be the one / Well I can feel her hand is on my bum / And now I’m thinking that maybe we could be drinking back at my place / So I put my hand to her face / Trace the line of her cheek / I tell her we could stay in bed for the whole of next week / And she smiles at me, / She says so evenly “you know, / That’d be just fine with me... / If I didn’t have a boyfriend / Yeah yeah / I could be your friend / Whoa whoa / If I didn’t have a boyfriend / Yeah Yeah / But I do so I’ve got to / Keep my hands off you” / So feeling rejected, I head back to the bar / Frustrated to have got so far then get knocked back / So now I’m knocking back a jar / When suddenly I spot this hottie from afar / And the next thing I know she’s next to me / Asking if I wanna do some ecstasy / My curiosity gets the best of me / Because the look that she’s giving says sex to me / And I think that maybe we’re falling in love / Well her lips they fit me like a glove / I lean in and whisper in her ear / Whoa baby let’s get out of here / She takes me by the hand, says / “That’d be just grand, if I didn't... / Off you, off you etc / It’s time to leave now my head is aching / My heart can’t take another breaking / I should be taking a taxi home alone not procrastinating / But then I feel a hand on my hips / And I turn around and see those lips / Her make-up painted on so thick / That I swear it’s dripping on her chips / And she looks me in the eye, she says / “Hello there sexy guy!” / But I see through the lies / I see through the smile cos I’m getting wise / “You’ve got a boyfriend, haven’t you? / I’ve heard it all before / You can’t be my friend / Yeah I know your game love / Yeah you’ve got a boyfriend / Well I can see it in your eyes / She says / “Actually I’ll have know I don’t thankyou very much!” / “But if I didn’t have a husband, six kids and a dog / Well maybe I would give you a snog / But I do yeah, in fact that’s him over there / The one coming at you waving that chair / And I think that, well boy you’d better run / Otherwise you’re gonna come get some / And I think I must’ve run all the way home.