Cafe Girl
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Author: Sage Francis
We walk as two, but we'll leave one set of tortured footprints/
Now here she comes... walking through the door... giving that look. Since/
I roll with shook wimps... I'm shaking in my boots/
Kids are behind me eating steak and soup, talking 'bout beatbreaks and loops/
And I wanna' turn around... join in on the convo, but I ain't got jack to say/
And it's sad to say... I'm just a poetry fag actin' gay in my black beret/
I just came to this wack-ass cafรฉ /
To drink an ice coffee and kill a bit of time before the matinee/
Why oh why did I need Cappaccino Cooler?/
Now I'm trying to avoid eye contact. Lets see if I can fool her/
I put a look of concentration on my face as I scribble on a napkin/
Squinting my eyes, acting like I'm really serious about this mess of non-sensical pen action/
A web of chicken scratch and ink blots/
Is she still there? Standing awkwardly glaring? I think not/
Look up... think again. Shit... now when/
Is she going stop making me waste ink from my pen as I sit and pretend/
I knew I should have come with a friend. I shrink and I send/
Myself into meditation... and I'm on the brink of Zen/
Is she buying it? I pick up my empty glass... tilt it.and drink the flem/
She's STILL scoping! in fact, this chick's a 10/
At least in my book... which isn't all that well read, but it's been said /
Once she gets her grip on men they simply bend/...backwards.
She attracts nerds, jocks, substitutes and student teachers /
Who all profess their love for all of her protruding features/
There's no fooling this creature, she's WAY fine/
So dope, I'd have to smuggle her across state lines or else pay fines/
What's holding me back is what I heard through the grape vine/
She's a non-conformist freak who only comes out in the daytime/
"Don't look at me." I can feel the burn of her stare on my sensitive skin/
I'm anti-social and I don't know how conversational sentences begin/
Plus, I'm allergic to the medicine of sexual healing/
This impotence is sickening. She's sensual... appealing/
Now I'm covering up my crotch region by crossing my legs/
Lost in thoughts of whores in my bed. It's awful... so I'm forcing my head/
Into my forearms. I should... invite her for a cup of Joe/
It would do more harm than good... I just know/
I mean... she's no Natalie Portman, and I've been kind of holding out for her/
Naturally... Now my thoughts spin... and she's on the "out" for sure/
Gradually... contort my mindframe so no doubts occur/
I activate testicular bravery and I shout to her/
Our eyes lock.
And time stops.../
She floats over to my spot...
And I say "Hi, I'm not/
Trying to hit on you like the way all these other guys jock/
I just wanna' let you know... I'm the type of person who lies a lot/
Sometimes I fart and I pick my nose like a maniac/
I'd be glad to front the cost of a date with you as long as you pay me back/
If we ever reach the friendship level where things like that are shared/
And I know my facial hair is weird... but I've been waiting for someone like you to shave my beard/
I'm usually more discreet about my insecurities, but today... I just ain't prepared."/
In all honesty... this dame just stared/
And I was like "Uhhh... yeah.../
So ummm... heh..."
Nervous twitches were initiated and out nostrils flared/
Our eyes started wandering and I was rocking in my chair/
I just continued on scared that I lost her... in my upfront approach/
She looked at my napkin and noticed what I wrote/
...which was nothing
I said "The funny thing is... I could have used you as a muse/
Wrote you sonnets in iambic pentameter and then produced/
Mass amounts of unsent love letters and out-of-tune love ballads/
Some valid... but most just to get you thinking of marriage/
It's untrue. I don't want to create a first impression I can't live up to/
I... just... wanna...
She said "Nuff said. I'm a theme park. Ride me until the sun sets."/
So I jumped up on her shoulders as we exited the entrance.
We walk as two, but we'll leave one set of tortured footprints/
Now here she comes... walking through the door... giving that look. Since/
I roll with shook wimps... I'm shaking in my boots/
Kids are behind me eating steak and soup, talking 'bout beatbreaks and loops/
And I wanna' turn around... join in on the convo, but I ain't got jack to say/
And it's sad to say... I'm just a poetry fag actin' gay in my black beret/
I just came to this wack-ass cafรฉ /
To drink an ice coffee and kill a bit of time before the matinee/
Why oh why did I need Cappaccino Cooler?/
Now I'm trying to avoid eye contact. Lets see if I can fool her/
I put a look of concentration on my face as I scribble on a napkin/
Squinting my eyes, acting like I'm really serious about this mess of non-sensical pen action/
A web of chicken scratch and ink blots/
Is she still there? Standing awkwardly glaring? I think not/
Look up... think again. Shit... now when/
Is she going stop making me waste ink from my pen as I sit and pretend/
I knew I should have come with a friend. I shrink and I send/
Myself into meditation... and I'm on the brink of Zen/
Is she buying it? I pick up my empty glass... tilt it.and drink the flem/
She's STILL scoping! in fact, this chick's a 10/
At least in my book... which isn't all that well read, but it's been said /
Once she gets her grip on men they simply bend/...backwards.
She attracts nerds, jocks, substitutes and student teachers /
Who all profess their love for all of her protruding features/
There's no fooling this creature, she's WAY fine/
So dope, I'd have to smuggle her across state lines or else pay fines/
What's holding me back is what I heard through the grape vine/
She's a non-conformist freak who only comes out in the daytime/
"Don't look at me." I can feel the burn of her stare on my sensitive skin/
I'm anti-social and I don't know how conversational sentences begin/
Plus, I'm allergic to the medicine of sexual healing/
This impotence is sickening. She's sensual... appealing/
Now I'm covering up my crotch region by crossing my legs/
Lost in thoughts of whores in my bed. It's awful... so I'm forcing my head/
Into my forearms. I should... invite her for a cup of Joe/
It would do more harm than good... I just know/
I mean... she's no Natalie Portman, and I've been kind of holding out for her/
Naturally... Now my thoughts spin... and she's on the "out" for sure/
Gradually... contort my mindframe so no doubts occur/
I activate testicular bravery and I shout to her/
Our eyes lock.
And time stops.../
She floats over to my spot...
And I say "Hi, I'm not/
Trying to hit on you like the way all these other guys jock/
I just wanna' let you know... I'm the type of person who lies a lot/
Sometimes I fart and I pick my nose like a maniac/
I'd be glad to front the cost of a date with you as long as you pay me back/
If we ever reach the friendship level where things like that are shared/
And I know my facial hair is weird... but I've been waiting for someone like you to shave my beard/
I'm usually more discreet about my insecurities, but today... I just ain't prepared."/
In all honesty... this dame just stared/
And I was like "Uhhh... yeah.../
So ummm... heh..."
Nervous twitches were initiated and out nostrils flared/
Our eyes started wandering and I was rocking in my chair/
I just continued on scared that I lost her... in my upfront approach/
She looked at my napkin and noticed what I wrote/
...which was nothing
I said "The funny thing is... I could have used you as a muse/
Wrote you sonnets in iambic pentameter and then produced/
Mass amounts of unsent love letters and out-of-tune love ballads/
Some valid... but most just to get you thinking of marriage/
It's untrue. I don't want to create a first impression I can't live up to/
I... just... wanna...
She said "Nuff said. I'm a theme park. Ride me until the sun sets."/
So I jumped up on her shoulders as we exited the entrance.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.58] Author: Sage Francis
[00:17.93] We walk as two, but we'll leave one set of tortured footprints/
[00:23.43] Now here she comes... walking through the door... giving that look. Since/
[00:26.38] I roll with shook wimps... I'm shaking in my boots/
[00:28.56] Kids are behind me eating steak and soup, talking 'bout beatbreaks and loops/
[00:31.52] And I wanna' turn around... join in on the convo, but I ain't got jack to say/
[00:34.57] And it's sad to say... I'm just a poetry fag actin' gay in my black beret/
[00:38.12] I just came to this wack-ass cafรฉ /
[00:39.86] To drink an ice coffee and kill a bit of time before the matinee/
[00:42.70] Why oh why did I need Cappaccino Cooler?/
[00:45.37] Now I'm trying to avoid eye contact. Lets see if I can fool her/
[00:48.13] I put a look of concentration on my face as I scribble on a napkin/
[00:50.96] Squinting my eyes, acting like I'm really serious about this mess of non-sensical pen action/
[00:55.16] A web of chicken scratch and ink blots/
[00:56.91] Is she still there? Standing awkwardly glaring? I think not/
[00:59.69] Look up... think again. Shit... now when/
[01:01.93] Is she going stop making me waste ink from my pen as I sit and pretend/
[01:04.42] I knew I should have come with a friend. I shrink and I send/
[01:07.47] Myself into meditation... and I'm on the brink of Zen/
[01:10.02] Is she buying it? I pick up my empty glass... tilt it.and drink the flem/
[01:12.93] She's STILL scoping! in fact, this chick's a 10/
[01:15.24] At least in my book... which isn't all that well read, but it's been said /
[01:18.04] Once she gets her grip on men they simply bend/...backwards.
[01:20.59] She attracts nerds, jocks, substitutes and student teachers /
[01:23.49] Who all profess their love for all of her protruding features/
[01:26.09] There's no fooling this creature, she's WAY fine/
[01:28.36] So dope, I'd have to smuggle her across state lines or else pay fines/
[01:31.66] What's holding me back is what I heard through the grape vine/
[01:34.23] She's a non-conformist freak who only comes out in the daytime/
[01:37.04] "Don't look at me." I can feel the burn of her stare on my sensitive skin/
[01:39.74] I'm anti-social and I don't know how conversational sentences begin/
[01:42.72] Plus, I'm allergic to the medicine of sexual healing/
[01:44.87] This impotence is sickening. She's sensual... appealing/
[01:47.78] Now I'm covering up my crotch region by crossing my legs/
[01:50.60] Lost in thoughts of whores in my bed. It's awful... so I'm forcing my head/
[01:53.34] Into my forearms. I should... invite her for a cup of Joe/
[01:55.90] It would do more harm than good... I just know/
[01:58.37] I mean... she's no Natalie Portman, and I've been kind of holding out for her/
[02:01.66] Naturally... Now my thoughts spin... and she's on the "out" for sure/
[02:04.17] Gradually... contort my mindframe so no doubts occur/
[02:07.17] I activate testicular bravery and I shout to her/
[02:09.73] Our eyes lock.
[02:10.91] And time stops.../
[02:12.34] She floats over to my spot...
[02:13.90] And I say "Hi, I'm not/
[02:15.82] Trying to hit on you like the way all these other guys jock/
[02:18.13] I just wanna' let you know... I'm the type of person who lies a lot/
[02:20.95] Sometimes I fart and I pick my nose like a maniac/
[02:23.34] I'd be glad to front the cost of a date with you as long as you pay me back/
[02:26.51] If we ever reach the friendship level where things like that are shared/
[02:29.16] And I know my facial hair is weird... but I've been waiting for someone like you to shave my beard/
[02:33.18] I'm usually more discreet about my insecurities, but today... I just ain't prepared."/
[02:37.37] In all honesty... this dame just stared/
[02:40.09] And I was like "Uhhh... yeah.../
[02:42.18] So ummm... heh..."
[02:43.85] Nervous twitches were initiated and out nostrils flared/
[02:46.28] Our eyes started wandering and I was rocking in my chair/
[02:49.24] I just continued on scared that I lost her... in my upfront approach/
[02:56.22] She looked at my napkin and noticed what I wrote/
[02:58.32] ...which was nothing
[02:59.38] I said "The funny thing is... I could have used you as a muse/
[03:01.77] Wrote you sonnets in iambic pentameter and then produced/
[03:04.54] Mass amounts of unsent love letters and out-of-tune love ballads/
[03:07.36] Some valid... but most just to get you thinking of marriage/
[03:10.25] It's untrue. I don't want to create a first impression I can't live up to/
[03:13.44] I... just... wanna...
[03:14.90] She said "Nuff said. I'm a theme park. Ride me until the sun sets."/
[03:18.06] So I jumped up on her shoulders as we exited the entrance.
[03:24.01]
[00:17.93] We walk as two, but we'll leave one set of tortured footprints/
[00:23.43] Now here she comes... walking through the door... giving that look. Since/
[00:26.38] I roll with shook wimps... I'm shaking in my boots/
[00:28.56] Kids are behind me eating steak and soup, talking 'bout beatbreaks and loops/
[00:31.52] And I wanna' turn around... join in on the convo, but I ain't got jack to say/
[00:34.57] And it's sad to say... I'm just a poetry fag actin' gay in my black beret/
[00:38.12] I just came to this wack-ass cafรฉ /
[00:39.86] To drink an ice coffee and kill a bit of time before the matinee/
[00:42.70] Why oh why did I need Cappaccino Cooler?/
[00:45.37] Now I'm trying to avoid eye contact. Lets see if I can fool her/
[00:48.13] I put a look of concentration on my face as I scribble on a napkin/
[00:50.96] Squinting my eyes, acting like I'm really serious about this mess of non-sensical pen action/
[00:55.16] A web of chicken scratch and ink blots/
[00:56.91] Is she still there? Standing awkwardly glaring? I think not/
[00:59.69] Look up... think again. Shit... now when/
[01:01.93] Is she going stop making me waste ink from my pen as I sit and pretend/
[01:04.42] I knew I should have come with a friend. I shrink and I send/
[01:07.47] Myself into meditation... and I'm on the brink of Zen/
[01:10.02] Is she buying it? I pick up my empty glass... tilt it.and drink the flem/
[01:12.93] She's STILL scoping! in fact, this chick's a 10/
[01:15.24] At least in my book... which isn't all that well read, but it's been said /
[01:18.04] Once she gets her grip on men they simply bend/...backwards.
[01:20.59] She attracts nerds, jocks, substitutes and student teachers /
[01:23.49] Who all profess their love for all of her protruding features/
[01:26.09] There's no fooling this creature, she's WAY fine/
[01:28.36] So dope, I'd have to smuggle her across state lines or else pay fines/
[01:31.66] What's holding me back is what I heard through the grape vine/
[01:34.23] She's a non-conformist freak who only comes out in the daytime/
[01:37.04] "Don't look at me." I can feel the burn of her stare on my sensitive skin/
[01:39.74] I'm anti-social and I don't know how conversational sentences begin/
[01:42.72] Plus, I'm allergic to the medicine of sexual healing/
[01:44.87] This impotence is sickening. She's sensual... appealing/
[01:47.78] Now I'm covering up my crotch region by crossing my legs/
[01:50.60] Lost in thoughts of whores in my bed. It's awful... so I'm forcing my head/
[01:53.34] Into my forearms. I should... invite her for a cup of Joe/
[01:55.90] It would do more harm than good... I just know/
[01:58.37] I mean... she's no Natalie Portman, and I've been kind of holding out for her/
[02:01.66] Naturally... Now my thoughts spin... and she's on the "out" for sure/
[02:04.17] Gradually... contort my mindframe so no doubts occur/
[02:07.17] I activate testicular bravery and I shout to her/
[02:09.73] Our eyes lock.
[02:10.91] And time stops.../
[02:12.34] She floats over to my spot...
[02:13.90] And I say "Hi, I'm not/
[02:15.82] Trying to hit on you like the way all these other guys jock/
[02:18.13] I just wanna' let you know... I'm the type of person who lies a lot/
[02:20.95] Sometimes I fart and I pick my nose like a maniac/
[02:23.34] I'd be glad to front the cost of a date with you as long as you pay me back/
[02:26.51] If we ever reach the friendship level where things like that are shared/
[02:29.16] And I know my facial hair is weird... but I've been waiting for someone like you to shave my beard/
[02:33.18] I'm usually more discreet about my insecurities, but today... I just ain't prepared."/
[02:37.37] In all honesty... this dame just stared/
[02:40.09] And I was like "Uhhh... yeah.../
[02:42.18] So ummm... heh..."
[02:43.85] Nervous twitches were initiated and out nostrils flared/
[02:46.28] Our eyes started wandering and I was rocking in my chair/
[02:49.24] I just continued on scared that I lost her... in my upfront approach/
[02:56.22] She looked at my napkin and noticed what I wrote/
[02:58.32] ...which was nothing
[02:59.38] I said "The funny thing is... I could have used you as a muse/
[03:01.77] Wrote you sonnets in iambic pentameter and then produced/
[03:04.54] Mass amounts of unsent love letters and out-of-tune love ballads/
[03:07.36] Some valid... but most just to get you thinking of marriage/
[03:10.25] It's untrue. I don't want to create a first impression I can't live up to/
[03:13.44] I... just... wanna...
[03:14.90] She said "Nuff said. I'm a theme park. Ride me until the sun sets."/
[03:18.06] So I jumped up on her shoulders as we exited the entrance.
[03:24.01]