Matthew's Yoga Music 102

Well we're here
 We're at the common again
 Smoked six of the ten fags that
 I only bought an hour ago
 Said well I
 I like the look of your shoes
 I like the way that your face looks when
 I'm arguing with you
 And so when, when we all grow old
 I hope this song will remind you that
 I'm not half as bad as what
 You've been told
 And when I knock
 At one hundred and two
 And I see your pyjamas
 I can't stop smiling at you
 And that's why we're here
 We're at the common again
 I've been pouring my heart out
 Towards your optimistic grin
 Said well I, I
 I like the cut of your jib
 I like the way that your face looks
 When you're yapping on about him
 But on this shirt
 I found your smell
 And I just sat there for ages
 Contemplating what to do with myself
 I called you up
 At one hundred and two
 We just sat there for ages
 Talking about that boy
 What was getting onto you
 You...