Track: Really That Bad
Pull Shapes B-Side
Tabber: Woodshed
VERSE 1
He's the boy that always sits at the back of the class
He never does what he's told (oh no he never does)
They say he's several years older
Than the rest of us
Who wanna know if that is true (Oh yes, you better believe it)
I once set next to him in geography when he was thrown out of his class
He's got a tattoo on his arm (I wonder where else)
They say he'll only come to harm
But I can see that he has got a certain charm
But what's beneath his smile
But what's beneath his smile
But what's beneath his smile
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CHORUS
He's good enough to smile at me
When he passes me in the corridor
He's good enough to know my name
Coz I heard him once
Can he really be that bad?
Can he be that bad?
Can he really, really, really be that bad?
VERSE 2
He's the boy who always stands by the bikes smoking on his own
And he once offered me a try (Oh, did you really? Did you try?)
But I was always too shy though I regret in now (Just to be near him for a while)
I doubt he needs much longer.
I doubt he needs much longer.
I doubt he needs much longer.
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CHORUS
He's good enough to smile at me
When he passes me in the corridor
He's good enough to know my name
Coz I heard him once
Can he really be that bad?
Can he be that bad?
Can he really, really, really be that bad?
He's good enough to smile at me
When he passes me in the corridor
He's good enough to know my name
Coz I heard him once
Can he really be that bad?
Can he be that bad?
Can he really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really be that bad?