Posh Girl lyrics

I saw her in a nightclub
She was drinking champagne
I went up and introduced myself and Little Kunt, my best mate
I said "Would you like to come onto the dancefloor for a groove with me?"

And of course, she politely declined
And carried on sipping her expensive fizzy wine
I knew right then that this could never be
'Cause she was too posh for me

Posh girl
You’re just so posh
I'd probably have to give my c*ck a wash
Before I popped it in your slot

Posh girl
You're just so posh
I’d probably have to give my c*ck a wash
Before I popped it in your gob
Before you sucked my knob

She was so posh I bet that she'd didn't sh*te
She'd just open up her arsehole and do an Angel Delight
I bet her farts smell just like freshly baked bread

I had to get my chat up line just right
My normal one of "Get your c*nt out" just wouldn't work tonight
But then I saw she had a big posh boyfriend and so I fled
And I went home for a wank instead
Posh girl
You're just so posh
I'd probably have to give my c*ck a wash
Before I popped it in your slot

Posh girl
You're just so posh
I’d probably have to give my c*ck a wash
Before I popped it in your gob
Before you sucked my knob