Punk Boy (from Radio Hits Vol. 1) - Helen Love

Who’s that boy with the honey face

Looks like he should be sedated

He’s all smash and grab in his Adidas tags

Wound up and agitated and I bet he’s not a real punk boy

Bet he’s not a real punk boy

Bet he’s 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

D’you go bang shang alang, every time you see him

D’you go bang shang alang, every time you’re near him

D’you go bang shang alang, every time you hear him

If you don’t he’s not a real punk boy

If you don’t he’s not a real punk boy

If you don’t he’s not a real punk boy at all!

Who’s that boy with the ocean green eyes

In Rough Trade every Saturday

Don’t he look cute in his Eighties track suit

I wish I hadn’t thrown mine away

And I bet he’s not a real punk boy

Bet he’s not a real punk boy

Bet he’s not a real punk boy!

Do stars explode when he walks you home

On a cool and clear evening

D’you wanna put him on like your favourite song

Or never wanna hear him

D’you go bang shang alang, every time you see him

D’you go bang shang alang, every time you’re near him

D’you go bang shang alang, every time you hear him

If you don’t he’s not a real punk boy

If you don’t he’s not a real punk boy

If you don’t he’s not a real punk boy at all!