Gimme Some Love - Graham Coxon

We’re a right pair, you and I

It’s a messed-up situation

Are you gonna dump this other guy

Before I die of sexual frustration?

I can’t stand the crowds on a Saturday night

Why don’t you come round and try to make it alright?

Gimme some love, gimme some love

Gimme some love, gimme some love

The way you get into my corduroys

Like you’re on some kind of expedition

Your shaking hands are the destroyer of boys

I run into the arms of certain extinction

First you’re teasing me, then you’re wanting a fight

Just 'cause it pleases me doesn’t make it alright

Gimme some love, gimme some love

Gimme some love, gimme some love

We’re a right pair, you and I

It’s a messed-up situation

Are you gonna dump this other guy?

Before I die of sexual frustration

I can’t stand the crowds on a Saturday night

Why don’t you come round, try to make it alright?

Gimme some love, gimme some love

Gimme some love, gimme some love

Gimme some love, gimme some love

Gimme some love, gimme some love