Queue

What did ya think about the boy across the street
With his hands jammed in the pockets
Of a dusty royal green jacket did
You get inspired for something clever for your book
And did you write it all down or let it slip off
Cuz you know that you're no good

In the queue for the club
In the queue for the club
In the queue for the club
In the queue

Well did ya turn yourself around
When the DJ switched the track
To some familiar sound
And while your friends have turned their backs
Did you look down and try to practice that
Fancy little dance your sister knew
Cuz it might help your chance of
Meeting someone new

In the queue for the club
In the queue for the club
In the queue for the club
In the queue

Looking in the window I can't help but see
A beauty dancing graceful as a queen
But if she sees me I might seem
A boring boy in dusty royal green

Look in the window, and I can't help but see
A beauty dancing graceful as a queen
But if she sees me I might seem
A boring boy in dusty royal green



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