She - Horrorshow

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)