The 1975 - 102 Lyrics
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    102

    [Verse 1]
    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 I'm not half as bad as what you've been told

    [Chorus]
    And when I knock at a hundred and two
    And I see your pyjamas
    I can't stop smiling at you

    [Verse 2]
    That's why we're here, we're at the common again
    I've been pouring my heart out towards your optimistic grin
    I said, 'Well 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
    I just sat there for ages contemplating what to do with myself

    [Chorus]
    I called you up at a hundred and two
    We just sat there for ages
    Talking about that boy what was getting on to you

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