Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

Simply knowing you exist ain't good enough for me,

 But asking for your telephone number seems highly inappropriate,

Seeing as I can't even say "hi" when you walk by

 And that time you shook my hand, it felt so nice

 I swear I've never felt this way about any other guy

 and I don’t usually notice people's eyes, but...

Verse 2

 I conducted a plan to bump into you most accidentally,

but I was walking along and I bumped into you much more heavily

than I'd originally planned and it was well embarrassing

 and I think you’ve thought, that I was a bit of a twat

 Oh, I just think that we'd get on,

 I wish I could tell you face to face

 instead of singing this stupid song,

 but yeah I just think, that we might get on

Verse 3

 So I went to that party everyone they were kind of arty

 And I was wearing this dress, 'cause I wanted to impress

 I wasn't sure if I look my best, 'cause I was so nervous

 But I carried on regardless strutting through each room

 trying to find you

 And when I saw you kissing that girl my heart, it shattered

 and my eyes, they watered and when I tried to speak I stuttered

 And my friends were like "Whatever, you'll find someone better,

 his eyes are way too close together

and we never even liked him from the start

 And now he's with that tart and I heard she'd done some really nasty stuff

 down in the park with Michael, he said she's easy

 and if your guys are with someone who's that's sleazy

 then he ain't worth your time, ‘cause you deserve a real nice guy"

 So I proceeded to get drunk and to cry

 and I locked myself in the toilets the entire night

Verse 4

Saturday night, I watch Channel 5

 I particularly like CSI

I don't ever dream about you and me,

 I don't ever make up stuff about us that would be considered insanity,

I don't ever drive by your house to see if you're in,

 I don't even have an opinion on that tramp that you are still seeing,

I don't know your timetable, I don't know your face off by heart,

 But I must admit that there is a part of me that still thinks,

we might get on, that we could get on, that we should get on...