He’s a Horror

Bride or groom, well that’s a bit of a stretch. From only kissing at a party. Only partly plus the fact that he’s a man. Who's got himself a reputation. A first name basis at the local police station.

And he’s a horror, and I know that you knew it. But it took temptation to taunt him. And I wouldn’t even try. He's told all of his mates. And you know all the eyes are on her when she walks in through the gates.

Well hold on. Well how come he gets to be the character. The awkward glances in the corridor. I doubt you’ll ever speak again. And just one night. It won’t take long for them to forget it in spite of the fact that they’re so eager.

Where are they now. I doubt you’d know. Because they'd moved down south. To and over spill I doubt she’ll stay in touch. I don’t think that she liked it up her much. And who can blame her, who can blame her?...no

And mark my words, in twenty years. There’ll be a badge on his left arm. Like every other lads that stayed here. The born and bred and made here. You can't trust him, no you can't trust him....no

Well hold on. Well how come he gets to be the character. The awkward glances in the corridor. I doubt you’ll ever speak again. And just one night. Well it won’t take long for them to forget it in spite of the fact that they're so eager.