Natalie

The girl in the pastel pink T-shirt smiled at me

From the front seat of the taxi

See she sat there voluntarily

'Cause when she's had a drink, or maybe three

She gets a kick out of charming the pants off

Anyone she meets

In my mind

She's already mine

Got me running in circles, baby

I could be your man

Got me running in circles, maybe

I should understand

It's the things that you're doing

The things that you're doing to me

Natalie

Back at Brendan's house after our gig

Confidence hid within the lines we did

And I found myself wide awake at 4am

Inhibitions slipped

In this state there's no space for small regrets

For what I haven't lost, I'm likely to forget

So I asked if she'd like to join me

For a cigarette

In my mind

She's already mine

In my mind

She's already mine

Got me running in circles, baby

I could be your man

Got me running in circles, maybe

I should understand

It's the things that you're doing

The things that you're doing to me

Natalie