Stop sending the drinks to me
I’ll stop sending the hugs to you
And what it is that annoys me
Is that I know you don’t want to
You send pokes by the dozen (like an army)
Your feeling is chosen (you’re feeling barmy)
Your lingo ain’t real, but I don’t care for shorthand
Sending a nudge might let me do ma thang, with a thang-go!

I bet that you look good on your facebook
I don’t know if you’re looking for werewolves, or
I don’ t what you’re looking for
I said I bet that you look good on your facebook
Poking like a peado from 1984
From 1984!

I wish you’d stop inviting me
Because my laptop is in for repair
Without a sound yeah, you’re inviting me
And I don’t think it’s very fair
You send pokes by the dozen (like an army)
Your feeling is chosen (you’re feeling barmy)
Your lingo ain’t real, but I don’t care for shorthand
Sending a nudge might let me do ma thang, with a thang-go!

I bet that you look good on your facebook
I don’t know if you’re looking for werewolves, or
I don’ t what you’re looking for
I said I bet that you look good on your facebook
Poking like a peado from 1984
From 1984!

Oh, there ain’t no friends, no group invites or new events
Just super poking and cyber presents
And dirty messages and dreams of naughtiness!

I bet that you look good on your facebook
I don’t know if you’re looking for werewolves, or
I don’ t what you’re looking for
I said I bet that you look good on your facebook
Poking like a peado from 1984
From 1984!


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I Bet That You Look Good On Your Facebook (Arctic Monkeys Re-written) song meanings
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