Wednesday, July 21, 2010

It won't happen, period

You're so filthy rich and you want me to date your son
I've known him for years and he's just not the one
It won't happen

You've been chasing me forever or so it seems
But you're not the one who occurs in my dreams
It won't happen

On new years eve I was the coolest girl you'd ever met
You had never seen a girl dance like that
It won't happen

We dated and all your friends said we matched perfectly
But you can dream all you want about me
It won't happen

At the bar we had a little thing but you weren't a talented kisser
I'm sorry to say you ain't gonna take me out to dinner
It won't happen

I met you at work and saw your face become all red
I was the sexiest girl you had ever met
It won't happen

When we met you thought I was such a catch
You got so nervous I knew we'd never match
It won't happen

So you can cook better than I do
And you are in need of a chance for proof
It won't happen

So you can tell me all I want to hear:
How funny I am and you always stare
It won't happen

I remember that night in Haarlem
You just begged for my number and goddamned
It won't happen

I just saw you at the bar your names were Bob and Hans
I'm sorry you ain't exactly what I want
It won't happen

Even my silly jokes made you laugh, you were so convinced
You were jumping around when we kissed at the office
It won't happen

You thought everything about me was so great
But I just wasn't ready yet to date
It won't happen

I met you in Amsterdam we had some common interests
You kept on calling me and sending me sms's
I couldn't care less

I've got to known all you guys
And all I can say is you're all not my types
I've seen you all in que for me
I feel flattered but it will never be
I just don't fall in love that easily
I guess I'll just go home alone bored
And get myself off with some internet porn

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