Girl. I see you walking past my home. I see you talking on your phone. I always see you on your own, and I don't know why, cos you're fiiiiiiit! Girl. i got these pictures in my head. Bout the two of us led on a bed. Somewhere in Greece and you're so...... Wet! Yeah, thats right, fuck it I said it Girl. Must be the way you where your jeans.... What are they? Bootcut or long and lean? Whatever they are, they look fucking mean. They look mean as fuck It's like, girl. I think you need to come round to my yard for some tea. Now I got, herbal, camomile or I got coffee. If you burn, I got some weed... It's a northern, super mix, You just got to be real easy on it. Anyway. Girl. You look like you could have some fun... And even better, you look like I could be the one, And I think you need to join me in my dream in the sun, You know what I mean? Cos it's fucking beautiful! C'mon Girl. I may not be some superstar, I may have one too many scars, But I tell you now that I'm the boss I'm the boss! Believe me, Oh Girl. I got to have you my girl You're the one, my girl Oh that's right, yeah Now c'mon now......