Letras
Oh it's half past nine in the afternoon and everyone's just fucked off
And I'm doing just fine, I've got a bottle of wine, and a couple cokes mixed with scotch
They might've come in handy, but the pub's all empty, and that's when the goin' gets tough
And in my mind I think I've wasted my time, cause I came here lookin' for love
But then I see her
And she looks right back at me
I need a beer
So it comes out naturally
Hey there pretty girl
I was sitting by the bar and noticed she's looking at me
So I was thinking we could have some fun
One, two, three
Let's kick it
I was thinkin' maybe I could pay you a visit
For a couple hours, or even a minute
Pardon me, I really need a bit of attention
And you look like the only one that's not afraid to listen
Wooo let's kick it
Wooo let's kick it
Wooo let's kick it
So what are you saying pretty girl?
I usually hate smalltalk
But for you
I might just make an exception
I noticed your Nirvana top, oh your day must've been so long
Can't imagine all the times that you've gotten stopped, and forced to name at least three songs
They're asking all these questions like the bloody cops, and they're hoping that you'll get one wrong
So it strokes their ego, but I think that we know, you know the whole goddamn lot
See it's almost ten we could hit up fabric
But I don't really feel that you like drum and bass
Yet you've got a tattoo that claims you're a bad bitch
And I'd really love to see why that's the case
So, pretty girl
It's getting kind of late and they're shutting the place down
I was kinda hoping you're free tonight
Why don't we just go over to your place now?
Kick it
I was thinkin' maybe I could pay you a visit
For a couple hours, or even a minute
Pardon me, I really need a bit of attention
And you look like the only one that's not afraid to listen
Wooo let's kick it