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I you've met before
No we haven't
Hi, my name's
and who you be?
She herself
Then I her a drink
Now we're
the one for me

She wants to be a vegan but still eats sandwiches
in Sweden, speaks three languages
Mandarin Chinese, Norwegian and
girl most of the time but dabbles in cannabis
which has its advantages for imaginative
A bit of an political activist but isn't a twat with it
Has an to make cinema, act in it
In fact, she's written a manuscript
She's the whole package, wrapped in bandages
ready to be unravelled now she's found the man to kiss
Sometimes we're out and lads try and chat her up
but she always has the comeback to back her up
I saw her, I thought that I was lacking luck
but my next decision was ditching pessimism, it up
How I hate a world that made this girl how she looks
so if you're asking me my fantasy, the stuff

of my dreams
the one for me
Girl of my
the one for me

She's got a soft spot for prog rock, often odd socks
not because kooky, but just because she's got lots
of other things on her mind like what One Stop's
open so we can some late night Quorn hot dogs
Like me, see, she's got a wonky clock
Sometimes it's tomorrow before she off
With her it's non-stop, she makes night brighter than the
utilises every second on the
We've got a lot in common - great
so we often say the lines at the same time
She's the alto to my bassline
I knew she had when I heard it through the grapevine
Marvin Gaye, Sly Stone, Curtis
Bill Withers, Holiday, Dusty Springfield
She'll spin vinyl, and I the things she plays
I'm a taste for the the finer things of late
listen to bebop from 1958
Coleman, Coltrane, Tyner, Mingus,
I'd find them in her playlist, when I'd begin to say
this is too good to be true; it's I've been to Vegas
the way that I've hit the jackpot, nice to think I've made it
Light of my life, when she's shining, amazing
My spine was tingling ages my eyes had seen her face
because her smile's an invitatition to a place
Let us

of my dreams
the one for me
Girl of my
the one for me

With her is never monotony
She's got lots of which she expresses honestly
She dresses modestly, but knows sexy (obviously)
filthy but still says every letter properly
She's got a on me, hot property
but she knows well that a posh is not for me
She'll pop an e but have a pop at me
for being free because she's seen me when I'm ugly
abominably and she still loves me phenomenally
When I go wrong, I just her lead
Come along me, she says, because I wanna sleep together
so we throw our overcoats on and leave for

Girl of my
the one for me
Girl of my
the one for me

She's into literature, in particular, De
Firmly aware that all about the journey there
She isn't into girly affairs perming her hair
but it's sweet, she still with her first teddy bear
and when it's early, she wears no make up, and has puffy
but I find it a great because she's mine
She looks fine with her tied up or even better down
I swear that no-one looks better in a dressing
She's so giggly that her nose wrinkly
simply because I've up to bring her a drink, you see
I'm into coffee, she a hot cup of tea
one of the few topics on which we do not agree
She old films, ticks ones off she hasn't seen
Her pleasure's reading gossip magazines
Now I often have a real problem what I can believe
but seeing her, there's not a I'm dreaming

Girl of my
the one for me
Girl of my
the one for me

She's the one for me
Man I really her
So I'm on my knee
and I'm kneeling her
Six salary
on the ring that I've her
I ask her "Will you me?"
and she "Dan, of...."
For sake