Lyrics

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 This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget This is no Bridget Jones This is no Bridget, Bridget Jones
Writer(s): Matthew Edward Murphy, Daniel Joseph Haggis, Tord Oeverland Knudsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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