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