@MattAbbottPoet

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20 Jul 2007

The Charismatic Mister McGahan


Instant attraction every single time
Like a chain reaction, they wait in line
Infatuation, like a moth to a flame
Guaranteed sensation, they'll scream his name
He scans the dance-floor and takes his pick
No need for lines, though, he knows the trick
He's not familiar with being by himsen'
It's not a case of "will ya?", It's a case of "when?"

He's got that smile on his face, got those Irish eyes
Any time, any place, there's no need to try

He's gonna kiss ya, he can't resist ya
He's got charisma, and he can't resist her
And then he takes all the ladies 'cause he knows that he can
The charismatic Mister McGahan
That special feeling, in between your thighs
He starts to leave and they're mesmerised
They start to chase him, to see what they can
The charismatic Mister McGahan

He said "What's your name, love?"
And she left a pause...
She knew exactly what his game was
And said "Call me yours..."
It didn't seem to faze him, as he took her by the hand
All the over girls were gazing, and that's exactly what he'd planned

You've only got to see him and you're left in awe
All the fella's want to be him, and all the girls want more
We scream aloud but he simply talks
He wins the crowd with just how he walks
Winding and weaving from wall-to-wall
Even when it's heaving, he gets them all

That smile on his face, got those Irish eyes
Any time, any place, there's no need to try...

He's gonna kiss ya, he can't resist ya
He's got charisma, and he can't resist her
And then he takes all the ladies 'cause he knows that he can
The charismatic Mister McGahan
That special feeling, in between your thighs
He starts to leave and they're mesmerised
They start to chase him, to see what they can
The charismatic Mister McGahan


18 Jul 2007

One Way Traffic


And like a street lined with litter on a Sunday morning
You left me bitter, left me with no warning
You had to go. And left me thinking, did you have to go?
And then you sent me a text, and I was desperate to reply
But to tell you that I'm happy, would have been a desperate lie
And every time I talk to you, I struggle not to cry
I still adore you, and I'm sure I should ignore you
And these lists of problems, seem to come without thinking
Almost like they've been rehearsed, and I can feel my heart sinking

It's time to go. The tension makes me feel inclined to go

So will you please stop texting when I'm least expecting? I still love you
And then I went on Facebook and removed all trace but I still love you
And all those songs you'd place are driving me insane, I still love you
And then I'll say it again and embarrass myself, I still love you

As if it wasn't rough enough, when we split-up in the first place
You've made it tough, and you've left us in the worst case scenario
It doesn't have to be this hard, you know
And then you tell me we're friends, and I tell you that it's fine
But we both know I'm pretending, I'm pretending that it's fine
And every time I talk to you, I struggle not to cry
It's getting harder, harder every time
And you almost seem offended, when I ask for some answers
I ask you why it ended, wanting more chances

Your eyes say no. I wouldn't try and change your mind, you know

So will you please stop texting when I'm least expecting? I still love you
And then I went on Facebook and removed all trace but I still love you
And all those songs you'd place are driving me insane, I still love you
And then I'll say it again and embarrass myself, I still love you
So will you please stop texting when I'm least expecting? I still love you
And then I went on Facebook and removed all trace but I still love you
And all those songs you'd place are driving me insane, I still love you
And then I'll say it again and embarrass myself, I still love you

I still love you
I still love you

14 Jul 2007

Red Lipstick


I like things that don't make sense
No need for lies, no false pretense
No pop-up polls or pasted pictures
Dreams of fame or chasing riches
I like girls that like their friends
Not chasing blokes or fashion trends
She doesn't care if she's looking daft
That kind of girl always makes me laugh

And really girl, I must confess
Yeah really, girl, I'm quite impressed

She likes red lipstick, fish & chips
Orange juice and trips to the seaside
Red lipstick, fish & chips
Oh this girl does things for me, alright
Alright, alright, alright

And I don't mind when I look a fool
When I try being nice, try and stick to the rules
Your face goes blank like you're trying to test us
And I've used my bank of romantic gestures
I don't mind when you laugh at all of my lines
I've tried to impress you a million times
You brush them off, but you still look flattered
My mind's gone blank, and my brains are scattered
All over...all over...

And then you win me back with a look of affection
Your timing was done to real perfection

Really girl, I must confess
Yeah really, girl, I'm quite impressed

She likes red lipstick, fish & chips
Orange juice and trips to the seaside
Red lipstick, fish & chips, oh this girl does things for me

Red lipstick, fish & chips
Orange juice and trips to the seaside
Red lipstick, fish & chips
Oh this girl does things for me, alright
Alright, alright, alright

She likes red lipstick, fish & chips, orange juice and trips to the seaside