There She Stood

Yeah, you look beautiful As per usual But I've always had a thing for girls Who live their holidays indirectly through an Insta pic I live my life on the back of a song lyric 'Bout a relationship with a high class waitress Or a low class worker With weekend breaks in Cambridge From your ex when he's a bit of a lurker Oh, there she stood In the dress she wore just the weekend before But she doesn't think her mates will notice When she drinks enough to lose her focus Oh, why she could But if she wanted him again, she ain't sure he'd come But she's not afraid to go and try She's in love with the inside Whoa, oh, oh Ay, ay, ay, ay And after all those words and the way he spun it You know she'd love it but she just don't want it, no Yeah, you look good I mean really good And I'll say it to your back I pick letters off the ground, and then I put 'em in hat, and then I sing 'em as a matter of fact Honey, I don't know where this might go You said, I'm "marginally wooden" Baby now no you can't stick something Maybe soon you'll cross the room and kiss him when he isn't looking, oh She's absolutely adored When he's out he's a liar When he's home he's a bore And he's reckless, on fire He's a flirter on tour She could But if she wanted him again, she ain't sure he'd come But she's not afraid to go and try She's in love with the inside Ay, ay, ay, ay And after all those words and the way he spun it You know she'd love it but she just don't want it Ohh, tried to fix you Ohh, tried and failed Ohh-oh, trial and error Ohh-woah-oh, tried to apologize But I don't mean a thing when There she stood There she stood Oh, there she stood There she stood