Who’s that boy with the honey face
Looks like he should be sedated
All smash and grab in his Adidas tags
All wound up and agitated
And I bet he’s not a real punk boy
I bet he’s not a real punk boy
I 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 100 feet tall
D’you go bang shang alang everytime you see him
D’you go bang shang alang everytime you’re near him
D’you go bang shang alang everytime you hear him
‘Cause 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
I bet he’s not a real punk boy
I bet he’s not a real punk boy
Do the stars explode when he walks you home
On a cool and clear evening
D’you wanna put him on like your favorite song
Or never wanna hear him
D’you go bang shang alang everytime you see him
D’you go bang shang alang everytime you’re near him
D’you go bang shang alang everytime you hear him
‘Cause 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
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