'Cause I'm likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, and there's no other reason things go my way, I'm just likeable, night and day.
No hidden motives and no master plan. Strangers come up; wanna shake my hand. It's in my make-up; make 'em feel at ease. Without intending to, I always please.
'Cause I'm likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, and there's no other reason things go my way, I'm just likeable, night and day.
No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round. When they see me coming round no one ever wears a frown. No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round.
And I'm likeable, come what may. That, in sum's, my resumé and, whatever the season, they beg me to stay 'cause I'm likeable, come what may.
I'm at a bar and they all want to pay; men, women, old and young, straight and gay. Receiving favours for what I am, seems rather strange, but I understand.
'Cause I'm likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, and there's no other reason things go my way, I'm just likeable, night and day.
And I'm likeable, come what may. That, in sum's, my resumé and, whatever the season, they beg me to stay 'cause I'm likeable, come what may.
'Cause I'm likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, and there's no other reason things go my way, I'm just likeable, night and day.
No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round. When they see me coming round no one ever wears a frown. No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round...
...Likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, likeable, come what may. That, in sum's, my resumé...
Wonder what it feels like to be in love. How would you describe it, like a push or shove? Guess I keep pretending this is all I need, wanting more than what I have, I fear, is greed.
'Cause I'm likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, and there's no other reason things go my way, I'm just likeable, night and day.
And I'm likeable, come what may. That, in sum's, my resumé and, whatever the season, they beg me to stay 'cause I'm likeable, come what may.
No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round. When they see me coming round no one ever wears a frown. No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round. When they see me coming round no one ever wears a frown...
A Possible Reason For My Getting It Before You:
Date: 2008-06-02 08:22 pm (UTC)'Cause I'm likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, and there's no other reason things go my way, I'm just likeable, night and day.
No hidden motives and no master plan. Strangers come up; wanna shake my hand. It's in my make-up; make 'em feel at ease. Without intending to, I always please.
'Cause I'm likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, and there's no other reason things go my way, I'm just likeable, night and day.
No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round. When they see me coming round no one ever wears a frown. No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round.
And I'm likeable, come what may. That, in sum's, my resumé and, whatever the season, they beg me to stay 'cause I'm likeable, come what may.
I'm at a bar and they all want to pay; men, women, old and young, straight and gay. Receiving favours for what I am, seems rather strange, but I understand.
'Cause I'm likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, and there's no other reason things go my way, I'm just likeable, night and day.
And I'm likeable, come what may. That, in sum's, my resumé and, whatever the season, they beg me to stay 'cause I'm likeable, come what may.
'Cause I'm likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, and there's no other reason things go my way, I'm just likeable, night and day.
No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round. When they see me coming round no one ever wears a frown. No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round...
...Likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, likeable, come what may. That, in sum's, my resumé...
Wonder what it feels like to be in love. How would you describe it, like a push or shove? Guess I keep pretending this is all I need, wanting more than what I have, I fear, is greed.
'Cause I'm likeable, they all say; wouldn't have it any other way, and there's no other reason things go my way, I'm just likeable, night and day.
And I'm likeable, come what may. That, in sum's, my resumé and, whatever the season, they beg me to stay 'cause I'm likeable, come what may.
No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round. When they see me coming round no one ever wears a frown. No one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round. When they see me coming round no one ever wears a frown...