Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl
Boy-girl

Finding out
I'm finding out the things
That I've been talking about
I'm finding all the things that loose
My mind sometimes fall behind

You and I reelin' on the big ship
And time goes by
You make up and I believe a lady's lie
The skinheads call it 'strawberries and cream'
Sometimes 'icecream'

Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl
Boy-girl

We go out
A picture or a disco or a roundabout
I walk you home, I hold you there
You're giving out
I open doors so I can shut your face
Know your place

Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl
Boy-girl

You can take me in your hands
Stand by dreamswheel
Come on, up and down and all around
You will sideways view the ground

Boy-girl......