Classy Girls

Well she was standing in the bar

I said, "Hello, how do you do?"

She handed me a beer with a candle

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 pass, I showed her my half dollar ring

She said, "That's pretty cool,

But classy girls don't kiss in bars, you fool"

So later on the crowd calmed down

And I believe it was until

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, its just what it is"

Oh, classy girls don't kiss in bars like this

No, classy girls don't kiss in bars

Boys will break their backs and hearts

But its alright, the hardest part is through