Red Lipstick

I like things that don't make sense
No need for lies, no false pretense
No pop-up polls or pasted pictures
Dreams of fame or chasing riches
I like girls that like their friends
Not chasing blokes or fashion trends
She doesn't care if she's looking daft
That kind of girl always makes me laugh

And really girl, I must confess
Yeah really, girl, I'm quite impressed

She likes red lipstick, fish & chips
Orange juice and trips to the seaside
Red lipstick, fish & chips
Oh this girl does things for me, alright
Alright, alright, alright

And I don't mind when I look a fool
When I try being nice, try and stick to the rules
Your face goes blank like you're trying to test us
And I've used my bank of romantic gestures
I don't mind when you laugh at all of my lines
I've tried to impress you a million times
You brush them off, but you still look flattered
My mind's gone blank, and my brains are scattered
All over...all over...

And then you win me back with a look of affection
Your timing was done to real perfection

Really girl, I must confess
Yeah really, girl, I'm quite impressed

She likes red lipstick, fish & chips
Orange juice and trips to the seaside
Red lipstick, fish & chips, oh this girl does things for me

Red lipstick, fish & chips
Orange juice and trips to the seaside
Red lipstick, fish & chips
Oh this girl does things for me, alright
Alright, alright, alright

She likes red lipstick, fish & chips, orange juice and trips to the seaside