"Wide Boy" lyrics

Everybody knows
He comes and goes
But the smell of his last cigarette
Still lingers in your clothes
So don't be stupid and naive
He's only playing cupid
And no matter what he says he's only skimming up the cream
And he's only stoking boilers while his engine gathers steam
He isn't good enough
He isn't good enough to be
He's only using you
He's only passing through

'Cause he's a wide boy
Sitting in the back row
Necking with his girlfriend
Goin' to a go-go
Wide boy
Really goin' nowhere
Victim of the sixties
Mighty mighty mohair
Mohair, mohair, mohair, mohair
Mohair, mohair, mohair, mohair

Everybody knows
When the sewer overflows
He'll be the one that always comes ups
Smelling like a rose
With one foot in your doorway
And one hand on your heart
He'll never do it your way
So don't bother with the rubber gloves
Till the Turtle doves find a place to stay
'Cause I saw Expresso Bongo
When I was a kid so I know what I'm saying
He isn't good enough
He isn't good enough to be
He's only using you
He's only passing through

Like he's a wide boy
Sitting in the back row
Necking with his girlfriend
Goin' to a go-go
Wide boy
Really goin' nowhere
Victim of the sixties
Mighty mighty mohair
Mohair, mohair

Wide boy
What is your secret?
Wide boy
You better fill me in
Why are all your suits Italian?
Is it the way I'm standing?
You gotta keep your hand in
(Your hand in, your hand, hand, hand, hand)

Everybody knows
Everyone agrees
That you should not go crawling after him
On your hands and knees
You're being stupid and naive
And you may just be fallin' for a
Wide boy, wide boy, wide boy

Wide boy
Sitting in the back row
Necking with his girlfriend
Goin' to a go-go
Wide boy
Really goin' nowhere
Victim of the sixties
(Sixties, sixties, sixties, sixties, sixties)