*blushes*                                       © 2008 Acoustic Ross

i was walking past your desk one afternoon
don't know where you were, you must've been in the breakroom
i always had an office crush on you
i had a latte in my head and i was humming a tune

i tripped and spilled my coffee on your desk
keyboard with double cream, my khakis a mess
to get a better look i quickly undressed
and started drying off with your whole box of kleenex

   that's when you walked in and you let out a scream
   i shouted 'what you think you saw you did not see'
   i told the story ten more times on the way to the unemployment line
   that what you think you saw you did not see
   it's not how it looks

after a couple months i missed my old work friends
i thought maybe we'd catch up some random weekend
one night i saw you at the bar with your new boyfriend
six shots later i knew i was on the mend
six more shots later, six more shots later

i woke up in a park at half past noon
kinda breezy out, i'm not feelin too good
on my chest a brand new 'thug life' tattoo
that's when it occurred to me my pants were gone too

i quickly found a house on the next block
it looked empty, all the doors were locked
a tall oak tree, an open window way up high
i climbed and reached and much to my surprise...

   that's when you walked in and you let out a scream
   i said what you think you saw you did not see
   i told the tale to no avail for 20 blocks to county jail
   that what you think you saw you did not see

   it's not that i'm complaining but your order is restraining
   and what you think you saw you did not see
   it's not how it looks