Like in Films

(spoken: i like it, okay)
we stand and smoke, he laughs at my jokes
i look at his face, we barely spoke
we're in a daze and the smoke turned to hazeh
his eyes in the moonlight were shiny and glazed
and we danced like in films, to no music, no beat
ohhh just holding each other in the middle of the street
and it was beautifully bad it was indearing and sweet
cause i cant dance for shit and he's got two left feet,
he's got two left feet
we drank till the sun lit up the sky
and i just keep on smiling and im not sure why
maybe im still drunk from all those shots we had
who knew tequila that could hit me that bad?
and we danced like in films, to no music, to no beat
ohhh just holding each other in the middle of the street
and it was beautifully bad it was endearing and sweet
cause i cant dance for shit and he's got two left feet,
he's got two left feet
then he kissed my face i'm all over the place
and i still feel quite pissed i must look a disgrace
with hair in my eyes and his eyes in my eyes
well really he's different to most other guys
and we danced like in films, to no music, to no beat
ohhh just holding each other in the middle of the street, yeahh
and it was beautifully bad it was endearing and sweet
cause i cant dance for shit and he's got two left feet,
hes got two left feet