I stare at the ground when you walk my way
You make me feel ashamed
You glance at me and I look away
And of course you don’t look twice

You’re trick or treat in a uniform
You make me feel too warm
I stare at my shoes, cos that’s my norm
And of course you don’t look twice

I saw you on the bus

Head in a book, I knew I must
Read that one too
But what a bust
You were reading Gormenghast

Blood pressure’s up when you get close
So why do I feel like a ghost?
I wanna be a notch on your bedpost
But of course you don’t look twice

I bought the house across the road
from your flat, I painted it gold
I wrote your name in flashing lights
But of course you don’t look twice

If I was reading the news
from a scripted autocue
and dropped a message, direct to you
It would make you snooze

Because you don’t look twice
Because you don’t look twice
Because you don’t look twice
But I still think you’re nice