dedicated to some special friends *love*

Simply 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 into you most accidentally
but I was walking along
and I bumped into you
much more heavily than 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
everyone they're kind of arty
And I was wearing this dress
'cause I wanted to impress
But I wasn't sure if I look 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 are way too close together
and we never even liked him from the start.
And now he's with that tart,
I heard she'd done some really nasty stuff
down in the park with Michael.
He said she's easy
and if your guy's with someone that sleazy
then he ain't worth your time
cause you deserve a real nice guy"

So I proceeded to get drunk and cry
and I locked myself in the toilets the entire night

Saturday night, I watched Channel 5
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 considered 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 still see

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
That we could get on
That we should get on