Lyrics She - Horrorshow

She

You know the type she light up the room like sunshine
That special type of divine creature she leave you tongue tied
Imagination running wild ‘till I’m wishing I could
Just go up and hit her with some one liner
Like excuse me miss, would you like to be alone together
I got some ways that I’d like to get to know you better
And I was hoping that we could just secretly elope
But don’t know how to approach so I wrote you this open letter
And this isn’t smooth talk girl I’m no pretender
You got me watching you like I was front row and centre
And look, I know that I’m as ugly as sin
But that ain’t gonna stop me from getting under your skin
Don’t get it twisted, never been a womaniser
More like Orlando carving poetry on trees for Rosalind
I’m trying to think of what I’ve got to offer
It’s true I don’t have much but you can have all of mine
I got a lovely smile would you like to see it
Don’t bring it out too much ‘cos these parts aren’t too scenic
But I’ll throw one your way if you down to catch it
Matter fact I’d like to put one on your face just to match it
And when it’s all too much I could lift you up girl
Mme and you we could be untouchable
We could hide away stay inside all day
You and me a DVD and some comfort food
But the changes of me actually spitting game at her she
Is something like slim to none so I’m back to square one
So I’m a sit and stare, just admire from afar
As the she’s of the world shine bright like the stars
When she walk down the street she get the birds singing like…
It’s the way she moves, it’s the way she speaks
It’s the way one smile sweep me off of my feet
From the blondes to the brunettes, the B’s to double D’s
(Infatuated with the many, many styles of she’s)
And it’s the way she laughs, it’s the way she cries
You know she looks so good up on that pedestal right
All shapes and sizes they all prizes to me
(Infatuated with the many, many styles of she’s)
She’s everywhere, on the street, on the train
On the bus, at the movies, at your job, or lectures at uni
You’ll probably find her at the beach or pub locally
She can be found in every country overseas
Some dedicate their lives to trying to undress her
And buyers rise and fall in efforts to impress her
She probably be the death of me too
'Cos truth is that trigger happy cupid got me acting pretty stupid
You see, I’ve been struggling since I made the discovery
That everyday’s a tug between my head my heart… and that other thing
The misadventures of an eligible bachelor
Roaming the city streets taking on any challenger
I give my kingdom for a horse whisper from her lips
And I want to know the story of the swing of her hips
From her mind to her body and her facial features
No question the most precious of nature’s creatures
See I’ve been looking for somebody for my passenger seat
And you might be the best thing that never happens to me
So come and meet me at the bar later
And I’m a get to know a brand new she heartbreaker like…
It’s the way she moves, it’s the way she speaks
It’s the way one smile sweep me off of my feet
From the blondes to the brunettes, the B’s to double D’s
(Infatuated with the many, many styles of she’s)
And it’s the way she laughs, it’s the way she cries
You know she looks so good up on that pedestal right
All shapes and sizes they all prizes to me
(Infatuated with the many, many styles of she’s)