I know it well that you're hitting on me
I already guessed it from the way
that you stare at me for way too long
I grin at you from across the table
i move the sugar container
I put fingers on my throat
If there happens to be a quiet moment
We stare at each other
boldly smiling
and you touch me with your feet
as if it was an accident
You get it that I'm nice
I laugh at your stories without thinking
If someone were to observe us
they would know what this all is about
I move the sugar container
I put fingers on my throat
If there happens to be a quiet moment
We stare at each other
boldly smiling
and you touch me with your feet
as if it was an accident (x3)