Monday, May 05, 2008

Flight of the Conchords

Looking at the room, I can tell that you. Are the most beautiful girl in the...room.
(In the whole wide room).
And when you're on the street, depending on the street. I bet you are definitely in the top 3. Good lookin girls on the street.
(Depending on the streets).
And when I saw you at my man's place. I thought...what, is she, doing...at my man's place. How did he get a hottie like that to a party like this? Good one, Dave.
(Ooh, you're a LEGEND, Dave).

I asked Dave if he's going to move on you. He's not sure. "Dave, do you mind if I do?"
He says he doesn't mind. But I can tell he kind of minds. But I'm going to do it anyway.

I see you standing all alone by the stereo. I dim the lights down very low.
You're so beautiful. You could be a waitress.
You're so beautiful. You could be a air hostess in the 60s.
You're so beautiful. You could be a part-time model.
But then I seal the deal, I do my moves. I do my dance moves.

Lets travel through, just me and you. As other dudes around you on the dance floor.
I draw you near, lets get out of here. Lets get in a cab. I'll buy you a kabob.
I can't believe. I'm sharing a kabob. With the most beautiful girl I have ever seen with a kabob.
Oh, why don't we leave? Lets go to my house. We can feel each other up on the couch.
Oh no, I don't mind taking it slow.

Cause you're so beautiful... Like a tree. Or a high class prostitute.
You're so beautiful. You could be a part time model.
But you'd probably still have to keep your normal job.
A part time model. Spend part of your time modeling. And part of your time next to me.

My place is usually a bit tidier than this.

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