Getting Hit On At The Bank Lyrics - Singles - The Briefs

I was standing in line 

Getting hit on at the bank 

What kind of man do you think I am? 

Because I have a bad haircut 

Because I wear a leather jacket 

I can see the traces, oh 

You show a bit of empathy 

You'd be better off in space, babe 

Using some kind of telepathy 

I'm a reject of the society 

Your career might have 

Maybe with credit history 

You're so square, I won't be your pet 

I'll find another teller 

Go and give me the slip 

I was cutting some tracks 

Getting hit on at the studio 

What kind of man do you think I am? 

Because my shades are cheap plastic 

Because my suede shoes are red 

I can hear the swish swish, oh 

Of the wheels of the edit tape 

Sticky situations, oh 

That's not one that I'll take 

I write pop songs 

Something called groovy 

That does not mean I get fruity 

You're the producer 

Now get on with your work 

Understand my proposition 

Don't get your feelings hurt 

I'm misunderstood 

I'm misunderstood 

I'm misunderstood 

I was taking my time 

Getting sexy at the Briefs show 

I don't need no one to hold my hand 

Not the girls at the record store 

Baby, I'm an independent man, yeah 

Getting hit on at the bank 

(Bank) 

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh 

No thanks 

(Don't wanna, don't, don't wanna) 

Getting hit on at the bank 

(Bank) 

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh 

No thanks 

(Don't wanna, don't, don't wanna) 

Getting hit on at the bank 

(Bank) 

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh 

No thanks 

(Don't wanna, don't, don't wanna) 

Getting hit on at the bank 

(Bank) 

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh 

No thanks 

(Don't wanna, don't, don't wanna)