I Wrote A Song About Being Checked Out Twice

I See The Move

All those days, covered in cold rain
All those days, your eyes watching me
All this time, never even knowing that you've been staring.

Now I'm here, seeing what you're doing
Now I'm here, bathing in the cringe.
Standing here, it's all so clear, I'm not where I'd rather be

And at last I see the move,
And it's like, my life has been changed.

There he stood, the flood of simps increasing.
There he stood, staring not-so-smoothly at the ass.
There he stood, shining in the rain.
Now I'm here, it's not-so-clear, my friend had to tell me that you were staring
And at last I realise
And it's like, your eyes have shifted

There he stood, blinking in the sunshine.
There he stood, staring at me.
There he stood, biting his lip.
Now I'm here, it's oh so clear, what you want to do.
And at last I see the move
And it's like, your dick has lifted.