In a fortnight's time You will be mine I'll bide my time
Your a paradime Of woman kind You could be mine
I distrust myself But I've got to try I catch your eye
Would you like to go on a date with me? And I know, it's old fashioned to say so Five times five equals twenty five Don't you know your times tables by now? Don't you know?
On the last train home You want a phone Instead you rub your eyes The reflection is grim In the windowpane It's the human stain
Do you have a drink To erase the day There's another way
So Would you like to go on a date with me? And I know, it's old fashioned to say so Five times five equals twenty five Don't you know your times tables by now? Don't you know?
When it comes to girls I'm mostly hypothetical If I list their names it's purely alphabetical When it comes to girls I'm truely theoretical If I test a nerve it's merely dialetical
And so Would you like to go on a date with me? And I know, it's old fashioned to say so Five times five equals twenty five You should know your times tables by now Don't you know? I said don't you know?
In a fortnight's time You will be mine You will be mine