Not knowing that I'm there

Not knowing that I'm there

Oh my god here she comes, come on Ron try to look real cool, no words just nod casually I do your best not to stare and drool

She's the office goddess she moves around with such elegance and grace, I hate being sat behind her I wish I could see her face

She wears the latest fashion, though sometimes her skirts are short and tight, her make-up is done impeccably, her hair is styled just right

All the men buzz around her, she is without a doubt an office flirt, with a smile she could lift your spirits or with a frown you're in the dirt

She holds court in the lunch room, she's the office Queen, she tells tales of her exploits and the places where she's been

I watch the others fall at her feet, she's forever on her phone, she's always so busy and so popular I bet she's never on her own

One day I swear I'll talk to her perhaps ask her out on a sort of date, I bet we'd have a lovely time and we'd probably get on so great

Until then I'll stay quiet I'll just admire her from my office chair, watching her go about her day not knowing that I'm there

Ron