The song I’d like Alex Turner to write about me

I’d like to see you with a beer in your hand

Swaying on the side of the stage, singin along to my band

I’d like for your disdainful smile to catch my eye

And to know what it means, to know you were havin a good time

I’d like for your voice to call me a poet

Say I’m powerfully sexy, but gosh don’t I know it

I’d like it because I’d know that you meant it

And you know what you’re talking about

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What I’ve got is sour strawberry sticks

On the rider

I’d like to pass them out, reminisce

We could have a beer and shoot the shit

I could see you taking notice

I could kiss your sherbet lips

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I’d like to see what it looks like for you

To have a little fun, cut loose

It might be a good look for you

I’d only know if I saw you dancin’, looking cute 

I’d like to see you in the morning

I’d like to see your under-clothes attire

I’d like it if you came a little closer

I’d like it if I could notice your latent desire

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Tell me, do you like sour strawberry sticks?

‘Cause I can share

I’d like to pass them out, reminisce

We could have a beer and shoot the shit

I could see you taking notice

I could kiss your sherbet lips

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It could start with sour strawberry sticks