You walked right up to me with such a knowing smile
That I'd fallen for you already, by the time you'd kissed 
the man stood at my side
And, yes, I'm used to being someone whose chances are 
quite slim
But I still imagined seeing you leave the room with me 
instead of him
Don't say: “Hello”
You're far too gorgeous for me and I know that if you 
talk to me then I'll raise my hopes up again
And I will spend all weekend wondering if you could be my 
girlfriend
Instead of loving my wife and getting on with my life
So there I go again
I guess that's just the trouble with men
Which brings me to you
Don't say: “Hello”
You're far too gorgeous for me and I know that if I talk 
to you then I'll raise my hopes up again
And I will spend all weekend wondering if you could be my 
girlfriend
Instead of loving my wife and getting on with my life