Fit But You Know It (album Version) Lyrics - Streets

S'cuse me girl 

I know it's a bit embarrassing 

But I just noticed some tan lines 

On your shirt 

See, I reckon you're about an eight or a nine 

Maybe even nine and a half in four beers time 

That blue top shop top you've got on is nice 

Bit too much fake tan though but yeah, you score high 

But there's just one little thing that's really, really 

Really, really annoying me about you, you see 

Yeah, yeah, like I said, you are really fit 

But my gosh, don't you just know it 

I'm not trying to pull you 

Even though I would like to 

I think you are really fit 

You're fit but my gosh, don't you know it 

So when I looked at you standing there with your hoard 

I was waiting in the queue looking at the board 

Wondering whether to have a burger or chips 

Or what the shrapnel in my back pocket could afford 

When I noticed out of the corner of my eye 

Looking towards my direction, your eyes locked onto my course 

I couldn't concentrate on what I wanted to order 

Which lost me the place in the queue I waited for, yeah 

I'm not trying to pull you 

Even though I would like to 

I think you are really fit 

You're fit but my gosh, don't you know it 

Whoa, leave it out 

Are you smoking crack or something? 

Mike just leave it, just leave it 

We cannot have that behavior in this establishment 

It's not worth it Mike, just leave it, it's not worth it 

Don't touch me, don't touch me 

I'm alright, don't touch me 

For a while I was thinking yeah, but what if? 

Picturing myself with bare white hot wit 

Snaring at you as you were standing there opposite 

Whether or not you knew it I swear you didn't tick 

And when that bloke in the white behind us lot queuing 

Was clocking onto you too, yeah, I had to admit that 

Yeah yeah you are fit and yeah, I do want it 

But I stopped sharkin' a minute to get chips and drinks 

I'm not trying to pull you 

Even though I would like to 

I think you are really fit 

You're fit but my gosh, don't you know it 

Now, I bashed my head hard earlier due to the brew 

But I am digressing slightly so I'll continue 

I didn't wanna bowl over all geezer and rude 

Not rude like good but just rude like uncouth 

You girls think you can just flirt and it comes to you 

But let me tell you, see, yes, yes, you are really rude 

And rude as in good, I knew this as you stood and queued 

But I just did not want to give the satisfaction to you 

I'm not trying to pull you 

Even though I would like to 

I think you are really fit 

You're fit but my gosh, don't you know it 

Just as you started to make your big advance 

With the milkshake and that little doughnut in hand 

I was like, nah, I can't even though you look grand 

But you look sharp there smiling hard, suggestin' and 

Gleamin' away with your hearty hearty looking tan 

But I admit the next bit was spanners to my plan 

You walk towards my path but you just brushed right past 

And into the arms of that fuckin' white shirted man 

I'm not trying to pull you 

Even though I would like to 

I think you are really fit 

You're fit but my gosh, don't you know it 

Oh, what do I give a fuck, I've got a girlfriend anyway 

Whoa, we've all had a drink mate 

We're all a bit drunk, we've had a few, fair play 

I got this Stella, I bombed from that last cafe 

This night's not even begun, yes, yes, oh yay 

I did fancy you a bit though, yeah, I must say 

I would rather I hadn't mugged myself on display 

But this is just another case of female stopping play 

On an otherwise, total result of a holiday 

I'm not trying to pull you 

Even though I would like to 

I think you are really fit 

You're fit but my gosh, don't you know it 

You're fit, but you're fit, but you know it 

You're fit but you know it 

I think, I'm going to fall over 

I think, I'm going to fall, oh, fuck it all