Perfect Girl

I saw her standing at a checkout queue
Unloading drinks and all kinds of food
Waiting patiently on her own
Standing serene, all alone
Olive skin, or was it pure white
Blonde or brown hair, or pre-Raphaelite
I don't recall but she had the effect
All I knew, she was perfect
Oh if you had seen her catch my eye then you'd concur
It would be such bliss, just to kiss, just to go out with her

'Cause she's a perfect girl
She skirts round the edge of my world
I'll never see her again
She's gone by the count of 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10

Nobody's perfect, that's what you said
There's something funny going on in your head
The more you know her, the more you'll ignore
Those little mistakes and annoying flaws

Yes I agree, I replied to your insight
In most cases you're totally right
But didn't you see her? She was so cool
The exception that proves the rule
Oh if you had seen the way she walked then you'd concur
It would be such bliss, just to kiss, just to go out with her

'Cause she's a perfect girl
She skirts round the edge of my world
I'll never see her again
She's gone by the count of 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10

I wanna' walk back to you
Make my way past the trolleys in the checkout queue
I wouldn't stutter, I wouldn't stare
If I was brave enough I'd ask you there

She's a perfect girl
She skirts round the edge of my world
I'll never see her again
She's gone by the count of 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10



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Writer(s): Steven Harris
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