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She made me sweat, she made me swoon.
Oh she put me off my food.
And when her boyfriend left the room,
She showed me her tattoo.
The girls wear roll necks, the boys wear button-downs and they sit and they frown,
As she leads me to her room.
And now shes taking her clothes off before me,
She has the skinniest elbows Ive ever seen.
And once our bodies are warm well be shaking our peaches well be twisting till dawn,
We both know what were doing but we dont care, but we dont care.
And if she reads Daily Mail I will leave her,
And if she smokes too much pot I will leave her,
When she says she is skint I believe her,
And Christ only knows how I need her.
The girls wear hipsters the boys wear jeans,
They dont understand what I mean when I say shes too good for me.


Its incredible how many time that song has made sense in my life.

Probably wont be the last time either.