[Verse 1] Picture this, I'm in an English bar With a young American country star She's telling me all about her new guitar She's a little bit clever, a little bit daft A little bit happy with a broken heart I suppose
[Verse 2] Picture this, we're by the corner till We've got our pints up on the windowsill Between the dust and the daffodils I'm a little bit dirty, she's a little bit thrilled It's a little bit like that scene from Notting Hill Yeah, I suppose
[Verse 3] Picture this, I'm in a limousine With my young American country queen We're rolling 'round like tangerines She's a little bit lovely, she's a little bit mean She's a little bit taller than she is on screen Yeah, I suppose
[Verse 4] Well, picture this, and boy, we're driving fast The paparazzis are flying past Like rain on tinted glass I'm a little bit common and she's a little bit class It's little bit longer than a dream—
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