(helen love)
Whos that boy with the honey face, looks like he should be sedated
Hes all smash and grab in his adidas tags, wound up and agitated,
And I bet hes not a real punk boy
Bet hes not a real punk boy, bet hes not a real punk boy
Does your heart go boom when he walks in the room
Do rain clouds scatter and fall
Do you feel yourself sigh when he passes you by
Or do you grow a hundred feet tall
Dyou go bang shang alang, every time you see him
Dyou go bang shang alang, every time youre near him
Dyou go bang shang alang, every time you hear him
If you dont hes not a real punk boy
If you dont hes not a real punk boy
If you dont hes not a real punk boy at all
Whos that boy with the ocean green eyes
In rough trade every saturday,
Dont he look cute in his eighties track suit
I wish I hadnt thrown mine away
And I bet hes not a real punk boy
Bet hes not a real punk boy,
Bet hes not a real punk boy at all
Do stars explode when he walks you home, on a cool and clear evening
Dyou wanna put him on like your favourite song
Or never wanna hear him
Dyou go bang shang alang, every time you see him
Dyou go bang shang alang, every time youre near him
Dyou go bang shang alang, every time you hear him
If you dont hes not a real punk boy
If you dont hes not a real punk boy
If you dont hes not a real punk boy at all