Poker Face Lyrics - Singles - Dave Potts

We were sitting at a table at a little caf 

Cleaning our plates like some kind of a race 

We finished our meal without making a sound 

I glanced at him, he flagged the waitress down 

She brought us our check and said will that be all 

He said, yeah thanks, and sent her off with a nod 

I'm sure she was thinking, I don't know about those guys 

But when she counted her tip, she had to smile 

What I got from him is my stubborn side 

and the tapping my fingers on the wheel when I drive 

And the gift of keeping strangers an arms length away 

Not knowing what I'm thinking behind my poker face 

When I'm stuck in a crowd at a party somewhere 

With people that I'm supposed to know 

I don't do small talk, but I'll shake your hand 

You'll wonder about me, and I'll consider us friends 

What I got from him is my quiet side 

And annoying everybody with how slow I can drive 

And the habit of never calling anybody by name 

So they're never quite sure if I know who they are 

As they try to read my poker face 

If you see us out at some little caf, 

cleaning our plates like some kind of a race 

And you can't figure out if we're happy or mad 

That's the way that we like it, me and my dad 

I tend to be a little bit cheap, 

but I tip pretty well and I'm easy to please 

And I like keeping strangers an arms length away 

And I like keeping secrets behind my poker face