A Touch Of Class

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(mark hankins/chris bradford) Poor boy, up west, and the action wasnt going my way Rich girl, best dressed, lookin like she come out to play I stood back, you swept passed, I decided that Id give it a shot I stepped in, I moved fast, I thought Id give it everything that Id got We take tea at the ritz, I take you down to the docks You can rely on me to lower the tone You call me your bit of rough, I call you my bit of stuff You aint brass, youre a touch of class I like a pint, you like your bubbles We have a whip round when you order your drink Youre in whos who, Im whose in trouble Youre upper class and Im the missing link You got a bun(? ) in your mouth and too much time on your hands I got an accent, you can cut with a knife Your dads a bit of a snob but mines a terminal slob You aint brass, youre a touch of class We go dutch, it aint much I knew a classy girl like you wouldnt mind A bit rough, a bit tough, a bit of low life knocks that perfect punch - guitar solo - You got a race horse at home, you keep him down on the farm I buy the sporting life to studying the odds I got a feel for the streets, you got your country retreat You aint brass, youre a touch of class You aint brass, youre a touch of class You aint brass Huh, youre a touch of class

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