She passed, she's class
Candy for the eye and a twinkle in her smile
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
He stuttered oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I never thought I'd say this
But I think you're so aw-aw-aw-aw-awfully nice
It's 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 naïve
It looks like butter wouldn't melt
He had a fright, that night
She opened his eyes to a world of surprise
And the butter, oh the butter, it had gone, it had gone
She goes oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
With a twinkle in her eye, she said 'oh my'
To me oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh tonight, 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 class
Wrapped up in a perfect ass
There's nothing like a little bit of class
The poor boy never stood a chance
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?
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 class
Wrapped up in a perfect ass
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 all said it's never gonna last
There's nothing like a little bit of class
Wrapped up in a perfect ass
Writer(s): Roy Neville Francis Stride
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