Wasted Week-End – Art Brut
Trying not to look too keen
Stood by the cigarette machine
Stood by the cigarette machine
But, you know, still trying to be seen
If romance is in the unspoken gesture
I should really alter my posture
Building up a head of steam
Stood by the cigarette machine
Can’t talk to members of the opposite sex
I start to talk, they start to look perplexed
Where’s my confidence?
Why’s this so complex?
I got over this song after the song after next
Trying not to look too keen
Stood by the cigarette machine
Stood by the cigarette machine
But still trying to be seen
If romance is in the unspoken gesture
I should really alter my posture
Building up a head of steam
Stood by the cigarette machine
The more I look over, the more I want to dance with you
But the more I look over, the more attractive you become
And the more attractive you become, the less I fancy my chances
The less I fancy my chances
I don’t want to take that risk
Another Saturday night, another opportunity missed
Stood by the cigarette machine
But still trying to be seen
Building up a head of steam
Stood by the cigarette machine
I’m not leaving by myself
I’m staying my time with somebody else
Won’t be left here at the last song
High and dry with the lights on
Can’t talk to members of the opposite sex
I start to talk, they start to look perplexed
Where’s my confidence?
Why’s this so complex?
I got over this song after the song after next
