Well she was standing in the bar
I said, "Hello, how do you do?"
She handed me a beer with a kangaroo.
She spoke of places I had never been
That she had traveled to
And we slowed danced along to faster tunes
I made her laugh, I made a pa**, I showed her my half dollar ring
She said, "That's pretty cool,
But cla**y girls don't kiss in bars, you fool"
So later on the crowd calmed down
And I believe it was as if
Something drew me closer to her lips
So picture my surprise when I had tried to lean in for a kiss
And she just smiled and turned her head down
I asked her, "Why?" and she replied,
"It was nothing I was doing nothing wrong, it's just what it is"
Oh, cla**y girls don't kiss in bars like this
No, cla**y girls don't kiss in bars
Boys will break their backs and hearts
But it's alright, the hardest part is through