A C#m
She passed, she's class.
D E
Candy for the eye and a twinkle in her smile,
A C#m D E
And she looks like butter wouldn't melt.
A C#m
He's bewitched, her daddy's rich.
D E
You can see she comes from money, but she's still a little honey.
A C#m D E
And it looks like butter wouldn't melt.
He stuttered
A C#m D E
'Ooooooooooh Oooooh I never thought I'd say this, but I think your so –
A C#m D E
Awwwwwwwwwfully nice. Is that alright?' she said 'fine'
D E
He was a little bit scared, a little apprehensive
D E
He was just a boy from a local comprehensive.
But he'd heard that.
A C#m
Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers,
D E
Because they never got to hang around with boys at school.
A C#m
Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers,
D E
Because they never got to hang around with boys at school.
A C#m
She seems, pristine,
D E
but don't be deceived, ‘cause she's not that naïve
A C#m D E
Although it looks like butter wouldn't melt.
A C#m
He had a fright, that night.
D E
She'd opened his eyes to a world of surprise,
A C#m D E
And the butter, oh the butter it had gone, it had gone.
A C#m
She said 'ooooooooooh oooooh'.
D E
With a twinkle in her eye, she said ‘oh my –
A C#m D E
Take me hoooooooooome tonight' tonight
D E
He was a little bit scared, a little apprehensive
D E
He was just a boy from a local comprehensive.
But he'd heard that.
A C#m
Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers,
D E
Because they never got to hang around with boys at school.
A C#m
Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers,
D E
Because they never got to hang around with boys at school.
A C#m
There's nothing like a little bit of class.
D E
Wrapped in a perfect arse.
A C#m
There's nothing like a little bit of class.
D E A C#m D E
The poor boy never stood a chance.
A C#m D E
Is it true what they say about posh girls?
A C#m D E
Is it true what they say about posh girls?
A C#m D E
Is it true what they say?
A C#m D
Is it true what they say about posh girls?
A C#m
Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers,
D E
Because they never got to hang around with boys at school.
A C#m
Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers,
D E
Because they never got to hang around with boys at school.
A C#m
There's nothing like a little bit of class.
D E
Wrapped in a perfect arse.
A C#m
There's nothing like a little bit of class.
D E A
The poor boy never stood a chance.
A C#m
There's nothing like a little bit of class.
D E
They'll all said it's never gonna last.
A C#m
There's nothing like a little bit of class.
D E A
Wrapped up in a perfect arse.
Compositores: Roy Stride
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