Things are shaping up to be pretty odd

Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks
Or knackered Converse or tracky bottoms tucked in socks
But all of that's what the point is not, the point's that there is no romance around there

And there's the truth that they can't see
They'd probably like to throw a punch at me
And if you could only see them, then you would agree, agree that there ain't no romance around there