Scouting For Girls - Posh Girls lyrics

She pa**ed, she's cla** Candy for the eye and a twinkle in her smile And she looks like bu*ter wouldn't melt 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 bu*ter wouldn't melt He stuttered 'Oh I never thought I'd say this, but I think your so - 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 Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers Because they never got to hang around with boys at school Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers Because they never got to hang around with boys at school She seems, pristine, but don't be deceived, 'cause she's not that naive Although it looks like bu*ter wouldn't melt He had a fright, that night She'd opened his eyes to a world of surprise And the bu*ter, oh the bu*ter it had gone, it had gone She said 'oh' With a twinkle in her eye, she said 'oh my - Take me home tonight' He was a little bit scared, a little apprehensive He was just a boy from a local comprehensive But he'd heard that Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers Because they never got to hang around with boys at school Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers Because they never got to hang around with boys at school There's nothing like a little bit of cla** Wrapped in a perfect arse There's nothing like a little bit of cla** The poor boy never stood a chance Is it true what they say about posh girls? Is it true what they say about posh girls? Is it true what they say? Is it true what they say about posh girls? Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers Because they never got to hang around with boys at school Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers Because they never got to hang around with boys at school There's nothing like a little bit of cla** Wrapped up in a perfect arse There's nothing like a little bit of cla** The poor boy never stood a chance There's nothing like a little bit of cla** They'll all said it's never gonna last There's nothing like a little bit of cla** Wrapped up in a perfect arse.