Arm in Arm
I went to a party I wasn't invited for
but the birthday boy wasn't who I cared for
I came to claim your eyes on me
I'd trade it for my smile followed by your 'hi'
It would be small talk a wink and a 'you look pretty'
I'd think you're everything I want, you're pretty and witty
I'd laugh too loudly at your jokes, casting all my charm
we'll be leaving this place arm in arm.
Chorus
Ooh! I might not have met you yet
but ooh! My mind is set
It's in the ay that your cigarette
kissed a hole in my best dress
It's faith I guess...
But reality, it's still just me and a glass of cheap wine
a bit of your company would be just fine
I turn round the corner, and god! There you are!
but your eyes are not for me and your arms act quite bizarre.
One's stuck around shoulders, one is slipping up a skirt
of a very ugly girl that's now pulling at your shirt
So I ran out to the bathroom with tears coming up
and with the sickening sight of you I felt like throwing up
Chorus
Ooh! I might not have met you yet
ooh! My mind is set
It's in the way you instead
Kissed the tears out of my head and you love my dress, you love my dress
It's faith I guess...
