Two lovers stop for kisses on a wall 

She asked him, Never leave me

He tells her that he won't 

But the boy is young and foolish and knows it all 

And he puts it about when he goes out 

Stories they get told 



And stories, yeah stories get told... 



* It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours 

The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes 

It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours 

The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes 



And these lovers trip and stumble down the road 

And on the grass they fumble round, like a flower their love grows 

And by the flower grows a weed and not the kind you smoke 

It raises up its ugly head, our lovers are in a chokehold 

Two lovers, two lovers in a hold... 



[Repeat *]



And I bet a bad thought don't cross her mind 

And if it does she just discards it till it's gone away 

I bet of all of her she sees, she feels 

There's somewhere that she stores it till it's gone away 

Till it's gone away 

Till it's gone away 



[Repeat * , *]



On her toes 

Said the boy ain't no genius but he keeps her on her toes 



Two lovers stop for kisses on a wall 

She asked him, Never leave me

He tells her that he won't