L-O-double F in Story about George Well I met George at a party in London I just woke up at his place The messiest place I ever been Tall, blonde and brutally honest I'm so into him Then I just run I leave Three days later He text me Saying "You shouldn't have left your business card Laying around in a strange man bedroom Carol Fuck you, George Fuck you, George Fuck you, George Fuck you, George Fuck you, George Had a second time I met George But was not at a party in London Was raining and I just got a text from him An SMS, classic G Same messy E1 spot Close to XOYU you know? Mmm, cool place I got there, running late He was wearing grey sweatpants Yeah, great right? But that time I was not that much into him He put some Tim Hecker On his vintage turntable And tried a polite move I said -Well, the music is great And your sweatpants Definitely growth your rate But the fact is I'm not that much into you anymore George He looked at me very serious With his big blues eyes and said -Fuck You Carol -Fuck You George