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