Wasted With You
I saw you across the crowded room
In your jeans and your leather
And your favourite heels
And your best perfume
You saw me in a shirt, no sleeves
I was drunk I was reckless
But that doesn't mean
That it wasn't meant to be
It's been said time enjoyed wasting
Isn't time wasted it's true
But after months of waiting
I'd rather be wasted with you
We could be the stuff that dreams are made of
And though you might disagree
You'll meet your match with me
That I guarantee
The entire time, you were on my mind
He was pissed, he was angry
The guy couldn't stand me
You were mine all mine
But I blew my chance, rejected all advances
Remember that time
In my room back at mine
And our Christmas dance
So he can raise his voice
Swing his hands if it'll help
But you and I both know
You wish that I'd chose you as well
We could be the stuff that dreams are made of
And though you might disagree
You'll meet your match with me
That I guarantee
You're buried beneath my skin
On my mind all of the time
But if the choice was given
Come morning, girl, you would be mine
I can't change what's passed
But given half the chance
I'd be everything that you could want me to be
We'd be unsurpassed
I saw you in a greasy spoon
I wasn't eating or sleeping
Then along you came
How did I ever find you?
If you take one chance on me
I'd be wasted, time-wasting with you
You don't need me
But I want to get wasted with you
We could be the stuff that dreams are made of
And though you might disagree
You'll meet your match with me
That I guarantee
In your jeans and your leather
And your favourite heels
And your best perfume
You saw me in a shirt, no sleeves
I was drunk I was reckless
But that doesn't mean
That it wasn't meant to be
It's been said time enjoyed wasting
Isn't time wasted it's true
But after months of waiting
I'd rather be wasted with you
We could be the stuff that dreams are made of
And though you might disagree
You'll meet your match with me
That I guarantee
The entire time, you were on my mind
He was pissed, he was angry
The guy couldn't stand me
You were mine all mine
But I blew my chance, rejected all advances
Remember that time
In my room back at mine
And our Christmas dance
So he can raise his voice
Swing his hands if it'll help
But you and I both know
You wish that I'd chose you as well
We could be the stuff that dreams are made of
And though you might disagree
You'll meet your match with me
That I guarantee
You're buried beneath my skin
On my mind all of the time
But if the choice was given
Come morning, girl, you would be mine
I can't change what's passed
But given half the chance
I'd be everything that you could want me to be
We'd be unsurpassed
I saw you in a greasy spoon
I wasn't eating or sleeping
Then along you came
How did I ever find you?
If you take one chance on me
I'd be wasted, time-wasting with you
You don't need me
But I want to get wasted with you
We could be the stuff that dreams are made of
And though you might disagree
You'll meet your match with me
That I guarantee
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Writer(s): Fred Irwin
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