Clink, clink, goes my heart,
I learnt that off your car keys,
I'm sorry that you always have to fetch me,
I get giddy with the smell of new upholstery,
I'd pick you up,
If I could,
I pushed my luck and it came good,
But it didn't always.
I still panic when she goes,
Like an ex-skinhead who still knows his boots,
But the panic doesn't fit,
Like a chewed jigsaw bit,
I kissed you,
And I got away with it,
I pushed my luck and it came good,
But it didn't always.
I've gotta be real like Cheryl,
So now if I want a kiss I'll tell her,
'Cause luck's there to be pushed,
Luck's there to be pushed,
I kissed you,
And I got away with it,
I pushed my luck and it came good,
But it didn't always.

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