Boy-girl, boy-girl 
When a boy meets a girl 
Boy-girl 

Finding out 
I'm finding out the things 
That I've been talking about 
I'm finding all the things 
That I've been missing out 
Finding all the things 
I lose my mind 
Sometimes fall behind 

You and I we live on the big ship 
And time goes by 
You make up and I believe a lady's lie 
The skinheads call it strawberries and cream 
Sometimes I scream 

Boy-girl, boy-girl 
When a boy meets a girl 
Boy-girl 

We go out 
A picture or a disco or a roundabout 
I walk you home, I hold you there 
You're giving out 
I open doors so I can shut your face 
Know your place 

Boy-girl, boy-girl 
When a boy meets a girl 
Boy-girl 

You can take me in your hand 
Stand back, leave me, come in 
Up and down and all around 
You will sideways to the ground 

Boy-girl, boy-girl 
When a boy meets a girl