When you show up at a party after exams
underdressed
and when you're tired
and your hair just looks a mess.
If you're driving me in autumn
and your nose is pink
or you've finished watching a game with the guys
and you're pouring the dregs of your beer down the sink.
When you tell me stories about your childhood
and I'm lucky enough to catch that glint in your eye
I might see a flash of your girlfriends past
and remind you you're a lucky guy.
On longs walks up the stairs with you
and you tell me we should take a rest
you seem a little harried then
but this is when I look my best
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 9:52 PM UTC
When you show up at a party after exams
underdressed
and when you're tired
and your hair just looks a mess.
If you're driving me in autumn
and your nose is pink
or you've finished watching a game with the guys
and you're pouring the dregs of your beer down the sink.
When you tell me stories about your childhood
and I'm lucky enough to catch that glint in your eye
I might see a flash of your girlfriends past
and remind you you're a lucky guy.
On longs walks up the stairs with you
and you tell me we should take a rest
you seem a little harried then
but this is when I look my best
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