Mary: Don't like you, don't like you I don't think I like you You're bad, you're sad And I know nicer boys
John: Not bothered, not bothered I simply am not bothered You're vain - a total pain And I know sweeter girls
You've been hanging round my door and watching me at school
Mary: Yes, and I was thinking you're completely uncool
John: Well, I wouldn't say yourself was much to shout about
Mary: Do your fly up, sonny, cos your brain's hanging out
John: You're gagging for a date I know you're dying to meet
Mary: I don't think so, why there's still a dog left out in the street
Both: That's fine by me, I don't like you
Mary: Don't need you, don't want you I can live without you I swear, I just don't care Because I know nicer boys
John: Don't like you, don't need you I don't care about you You see, you're not for me I like lots of other girls
Mary: You bug me and you're ugly and your jokes are a bore Your efforts at coherent conversation are poor The lights are clearly on but then there's nobody home
John: In that case, why the hell d'you call me up on the phone?
Mary: I never flippin' did, sure it was you who called me
John: Well, what the hell, at least there's one thing that we agree
Both: I'm damn sure I don't like you
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John: Don't hate you, could stand you If pushed, could tolerate you
Mary: I'm sure that you'll mature I have known more stupid boys
You say it
John: No, you say it
Mary: All right - I vaguely like you It's bad, I must be mad But I think we could be friends
John: No commitment, only friends
Mary: I like you
John: I like you
Both: Yes - I think I like you It's real, it's how I feel And I want...