When She Knows She Knows by The Dowling Poole Lyrics

Well friends said maybe it was better not to tell her
But I just can't help it I'm a curious fella
And it's dawning slowly - I may just tell her she’s the one and only
I say everyday she's a sweet panacea
But she yawns distaste at the verbal diarrhea
And it's dawning oh so slow, we all know where this story goes

Oh when she knows, she knows
She'll have her reasons I suppose
And all she said is when she knows, she knows
So she comes and goes, I guess it keeps me on my toes
And all she'll say is when she knows, she knows (she knows)

Well the ref blew the whistle but the game don't stop and I'm the
Last man standing getting ready for the drop
And it's along way down there, I plead for mercy I’m a little worse for wear
I wished the boots switched feet, I’m tired of the kicking
But I won't fight back and you can call me a chicken
‘Cos I’m always grateful it's a mystery to me how she could be so hateful

Crave her flavor – bitter sweet
And it’s a strange behavior - trick or treat
And I can feel the grass a underneath my feet
Chorus

Knows which strings to pull just like a red rag to a bull
And when the final curtain falls I’m just the stand-in

Well it's a straight up mess and I'm ready to confess it
And the genie left the bottle but we never could address it
Back slap jack I’m attracted to the fishes
And the ocean maybe choking but I've used my wishes up

Oh when she knows, she knows
She'll have her reasons I suppose
And all she say is when she knows, she knows she
Knows when she knows she knows
I guess it keeps me on my toes
And all she'll say is when she knows, she knows