Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah,
Yeah, yeah, ok, ok, uh huh-huh, yeah-yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah,
Yeah, yeah, ok, ok, uh huh-huh, yeah-yeah, yeah,
So, I'm sitting in some trendy bar,
with a girl who I met through my mate Charlotte,
she's a bit of a sort,
everything was cool untill we talked.
Now she didn't offend me,
but her chat was propper empty,
I realise that the girl I'm scoring,
is fit, but fucking boring.
And I'm nearly snoring,
'cos she goes on and on,
about her course and and family,
and the village she is from.
And she's studdying maths,
Her favourite colour is black,
and she's a terrible cook,
and I can't help staring at her rack!
'Cos I'm listening,
yeah I'm tuning in,
'cos what you say is really int'resting. (Yeah!)
'cos I'm tuning in,
yeah, I'm zooming in,
'cos when you talk I really do listen!
So we get on to this conversation,
it was oh so fun,
and when she finnished I downed another drink of coke and rum,
I got a toilet brake and had a cheeky fag,
she went when I came back,
I had to guard her bag.
If you come home with me, I'll make you work your EV,
yeah 'cos I've got a nice place, and I don't mind we can walk at your pace.
If you wanna stay the night, then it really is allright,
'cos there's enough space, and I really think that you'lld like my place.
'Cos I'm listening,
yeah I'm tuning in,
'cos what you say is really int'resting. (Yeah!)
'Cos I'm tuning in,
yeah, I'm zooming in,
'cos when you talk I really do listen! (Honest!)
*Snoring*
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah,
Yeah, yeah, ok, ok, uh huh-huh, yeah-yeah, yeah,
So I asked her what music she liked, "Well,
a bit of everything really",
I asked her "Be more specific?",
but she can't answer my query.
Ok, that's enough,
of her dry, tedious chat,
I need to curve all the bullshit,
and get her back to my flat.
And I've heard enough, you talk 'bout such wonderful stuff,
'cos I've got a nice place, and I don't mind we can walk at your pace.
Sat right here polite, lets go back down for the night.
'cos there's enough space, and I really think that you'lld like my place.
'Cos I'm listening, yeah I'm tuning in, (Innit!)
{Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah,}
'cos what you say is really int'resting. (Yeah!)
{Yeah, yeah, ok, ok, uh huh-huh, yeah-yeah, yeah,}
'Cos I'm tuning in, yeah, I'm zooming in,
{Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah,}
'cos when you talk I really do listen! (Honest!)
{Yeah, yeah, ok, ok, uh huh-huh, yeah-yeah, yeah,}
<*Snoring throughout*
Ah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
Ah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
<
If you come home with me, I'll make you work your EV,
yeah 'cos I've got a nice place, and I don't mind we can walk at your pace.
If you wanna stay the night, then it really is allright,
'cos there's enough space, and I really think that you'lld like my place.
(Come on,
go on, you know you want to,
a bit of fun innit,
I'll make you a cup of coffee,
I'll pay for your taxi [ticket], ((?))
We can talk more at my house, go on, seriously,
Oh, nice one)
Yeah, yeah, ok, ok, uh huh-huh, yeah-yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah,
Yeah, yeah, ok, ok, uh huh-huh, yeah-yeah, yeah,
with a girl who I met through my mate Charlotte,
she's a bit of a sort,
everything was cool untill we talked.
but her chat was propper empty,
I realise that the girl I'm scoring,
is fit, but fucking boring.
'cos she goes on and on,
about her course and and family,
and the village she is from.
Her favourite colour is black,
and she's a terrible cook,
and I can't help staring at her rack!
yeah I'm tuning in,
'cos what you say is really int'resting. (Yeah!)
'cos I'm tuning in,
yeah, I'm zooming in,
'cos when you talk I really do listen!
it was oh so fun,
and when she finnished I downed another drink of coke and rum,
I got a toilet brake and had a cheeky fag,
she went when I came back,
I had to guard her bag.
yeah 'cos I've got a nice place, and I don't mind we can walk at your pace.
If you wanna stay the night, then it really is allright,
'cos there's enough space, and I really think that you'lld like my place.
yeah I'm tuning in,
'cos what you say is really int'resting. (Yeah!)
'Cos I'm tuning in,
yeah, I'm zooming in,
'cos when you talk I really do listen! (Honest!)
Yeah, yeah, ok, ok, uh huh-huh, yeah-yeah, yeah,
a bit of everything really",
I asked her "Be more specific?",
but she can't answer my query.
of her dry, tedious chat,
I need to curve all the bullshit,
and get her back to my flat.
'cos I've got a nice place, and I don't mind we can walk at your pace.
Sat right here polite, lets go back down for the night.
'cos there's enough space, and I really think that you'lld like my place.
{Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah,}
'cos what you say is really int'resting. (Yeah!)
{Yeah, yeah, ok, ok, uh huh-huh, yeah-yeah, yeah,}
'Cos I'm tuning in, yeah, I'm zooming in,
{Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah,}
'cos when you talk I really do listen! (Honest!)
{Yeah, yeah, ok, ok, uh huh-huh, yeah-yeah, yeah,}
Ah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
Ah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
<
yeah 'cos I've got a nice place, and I don't mind we can walk at your pace.
If you wanna stay the night, then it really is allright,
'cos there's enough space, and I really think that you'lld like my place.
go on, you know you want to,
a bit of fun innit,
I'll pay for your taxi [ticket], ((?))
We can talk more at my house, go on, seriously,
Oh, nice one)
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Lol, this song's so blatent in what it's about.
Love Hadouken! me.
But why is Liquid Lives not on here yet !?
cause I got a myspace and I don't mind we can walk at your pace (...?)lets go back now for the night
This is wrong. It should go...
Cause I got a NICE PLACE I don't mind we can walk at your pace SAT RIGHT HERE POLITE, lets go back now for the night
if you come home with me, Ill make you work your (..?)
it's: If you come home with me, I'll make you worth your EV
EV = Expected Value
I'll make it worth your EVENING
I'll make it worth your EVENING
in the first line its ' so im sitting in some trendy bar with a girl who i met through my mate charlotte' haha wicked song. seen them at readinggg =]. Pretty obvious really...hes proper bored on the date and wants to fast forward to the sex part :P.
Ok, that's enough Of her dry, tedious chat; I need to curb on the bullshit And get her back to my flat ;)
I love how even though it's obvious he's bloody bored with her, he'll still have sex with her. How typical male! But I still love 'em!
... the name of the user who posted these lyrics is wrong..! S/he did post Tuning in lyrics, but not these ones.. T-T That person was meeee... I typed 'em all up.. And if anyone remebers what FalseSmiles' lyrics were, you'll see that bugger all was just coppied and pasted.. xP
Tindap demands his due glory.. Hmph...
It's funny because i think if it was a different band that did this is would be like "SLEAZE" but i dunno i just sort of love how he's such a bastard in this :L
Ahaha! I love this song. Because he sounds like such an asshole.
oh ill show him something interesting.