Clare Bowditch And The Feeding Set - You Look So Good lyrics

It can't be natural, it can't be sane, The places my mind goes when you show up at work Monday. I try to be a good girl, push the pictures aside, Of you and me and one cubicle... Your lips, your eyes, your thighs, My my my. You look so good, it hurts. I gently punch in the numbers; your body's the keys. By mid morning break time, your the biscuit, and I am the tea. I try to be such a good girl - my lipstick all on straight. You and me in one cubicle; It's more than a woman like me can take. Hey hey. You look so good, it hurts, and I wanna touch it. What an apparition. Trick now or true? Did I hear correctly sir? Were you asking me to sit on you?