Posh Girls

Lyrics

[Verse 1] She passed, she's class Candy for the eye and a twinkle in her smile And she looks like butter wouldn't melt Oh-oh-oh He's bewitched, her daddy's rich You can see she comes from money, but she's still a little honey And it looks like butter wouldn't melt Oh, no [Pre-Chorus] He stuttered 'Oh I never thought I'd say this, but I think your so Aw-aw-aw-aw-awfully nice "Is that alright?," she said "Fine" He was a little bit scared, a little apprehensive He was just a boy from a local comprehensive But he'd heard that [Chorus] Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers 'Cause they never got to hang around with boys at school Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers 'Cause they never got to hang around with boys at school [Verse 2] She seems, pristine, but don't be deceived, 'cause she's not that na�ve Although it looks like butter wouldn't melt He had a fright, that night She'd opened his eyes to a world of surprise And the butter, oh, the butter it had gone, it had gone [Pre-Chorus] She goes uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-oh With a twinkle in her eye, she said "Oh, my" Take me ho-o-o-o-o-ome tonight, but tonight He was a little bit scared, a little apprehensive He was just a boy from a local comprehensive But he'd heard that [Chorus] Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers 'Cause they never got to hang around with boys at school Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers 'Cause they never got to hang around with boys at school [Post-Chorus] There's nothing like a little bit of class Wrapped up in a perfect arse There's nothing like a little bit of class The poor boy never stood a chance [Bridge] Is it true what they say about posh girls? (Is it true, is it true what they say?) Is it true what they say about posh girls? (Is it true, is it true what they say?) Is it true what they say? (Is it true, is it true what they say?) Is it true what they say about posh girls? [Chorus] Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers 'Cause they never got to hang around with boys at school Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers 'Cause they never got to hang around with boys at school [Post-Chorus] There's nothing like a little bit of class Wrapped up in a perfect arse There's nothing like a little bit of class The poor boy never stood a chance There's nothing like a little bit of class They'll all said it's never gonna last (Never gonna last) There's nothing like a little bit of class Wrapped up in a perfect arse