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Observations through the whiskey glass
Monday, November 21, 2005
You're beautiful, it's true

You're Beautiful
~ James Blunt

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
F**king high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

------

This is the most overplayed song on the radiowaves and pubs at the moment. When the resident band plays this song, all women start swooning and all men sing along. The part that gets the crowded going:

"...You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true..."

Everybody goes crazy over this part of the chorus. Me? I will be sitting at my corner of the bar smiling to myself.

"Why so?" You asked.

Twirl these few sentences around your tongue.. You might understand after me when you digest them:

"I am doing it for myself. It's for you. Trust me."
"Honestly, I am not lying..."

I would never trust anyone who spews the above sentences. I see no need for strong emphasis on their "honourable" character. The extra attention the words "trust me" and "honestly" gives the readings that he/she is trying too hard to prove a point to his/her advantage.

Would any honest man in the right frame of mind tell a woman:
"You are beautiful." three times and seal it with a "It's true"?

I guess all women likes to be told that they are beautiful. It makes them feel great to be compared to angels. But do yourself a favour, listen to the rest of the lyrics.

The next time you feel like singing along to this song, give it some thought. It's about a drunken loser eyeing a stranger's girlfriend or wife in the subway, probably lustily.

You're beautiful.. *hic* You are beautiful..*hic* You are beautiful.. it's true...
 

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