Fit But You Know It

Excuse me, girl I know it's a bit embarrassing, but I just noticed some tan lines on your shirt See, I reckon you're about an eight or a nine Maybe even nine and a half in four beers' time That blue Topshop top you've got on is nice Bit too much fake tan though, but yeah, you score high But there's just one little thing that's Really, really, really, really annoying me about you, you see Yeah, yeah, like I said, you are really fit But my gosh, don't you just know it? I'm not trying to pull you Even though I would like to I think you are really fit You're fit, but my gosh, don't you know it? So when I looked at you, standing there with your horde I was waiting in the queue, lookin' at the board Wondering whether to have a burger or chips Or what the shrapnel in my back pocket could afford When I noticed out the corner of my eye Lookin' toward my direction, your eyes locked on my course I couldn't concentrate on what I wanted to order Which lost me my place in the queue I waited for, yeah I'm not trying to pull you Even though I would like to I think you are really fit You're fit, but my gosh, don't you know it? Whoa! (Leave it out!) Are you smoking crack or something? (Mike, just leave it, just leave it) We cannot have that behaviour in this establishment (it's not worth it, Mike, just leave it) Don't touch me (it's not worth it), don't touch me (leave it out) Don't, I'm alright, don't touch me For a while there I was thinkin', "Yeah, but what if?" Picturing myself pulling with bare, white hart wit Snarin' you as you were standing there, opposite Whether or not you knew it, I swear you didn't tick And when that bloke in the white behind us lot queuing Was clocking onto you too, yeah, I had to admit That yeah, yeah, you are fit and I do want it But I stopped sharkin' a minute to get chips and drinks I'm not trying to pull you Even though I would like to I think you are really fit You're fit, but my gosh, don't you know it? Now, I've bashed my head hard earlier due to the brew But I am digressing slightly, so I'll continue I didn't wanna bowl over all geezer and rude Not rude like "good", but just rude like "uncouth" You girls think you can just flirt and it comes to you Well, let me tell you, see, yes, yes, you are really rude And rude as in "good", I knew this as you stood and queued But I just did not wanna give the satisfaction to you I'm not trying to pull you Even though I would like to I think you are really fit You're fit, but my gosh, don't you know it? Oi, and just as you started to make your big advance With the milkshake and that little donut in hand I was like, "Nah, I can't even, no, you look grand" But you looked sharp there, smiling hard, suggesting and Gleaming away with your hearty, hearty-lookin' tan But I admit, the next bit was spanners to my plan You walked towards my path, but just brushed right past And into the arms of that fucking white-shirted man I'm not trying to pull you Even though I would like to I think you are really fit You're fit, but my gosh, don't you know it? Aw, oi What do I give a fuck? I got a girlfriend anyway Oi, were all a bit drunk, we've had a few, fair play (whoa! We've all had a drink, mate!) I got this Stella I bummed from that last cafe This night's not even begun Yes, yes, oh yay I did fancy you a bit though, yeah, I must say I would rather I hadn't mugged myself on display But this is just another case of female stopping play In an otherwise total result of a holiday I'm not trying to pull you Even though I would like to I think you are really fit You're fit, but my gosh, don't you know it? Haha, huh, huh, huh You're fit, but you're fit (you know it), but you know it You're fit, but you know it I think I'm going to fall over I think I'm going to fall o- Fuckin' 'ell