Chorus Chasing the one I know it looks good but it’s gone Some days on some days off Sundays you can rot Miles between but I’m still keen Scarborough to York and its just talk And it’s what we talk about that counts Pick the bones out of that and run into the night There’s no call for a fist fight Blonde long hair and sparkling blue eyes Meeting her was a special surprise An out of this world smile if only for a while Makes me act like a child Personality and nature are the important things she’s got, Once or twice she’s made me lose the plot Let’s walk along the road to our sweet abode I made my sacrifice time and time again Thought about it now sheltered from the rain A splendid person now I learnt my lesson things are going to get better How can you stretch out the truth to own up and be a man? With big balls when you only work on market stalls Monday to Friday and alternate Saturdays You don’t even smoke but ill give you a light Dance around do what you like My life’s filled with regret she’s the nicest girl I never met.