[intro loose guitar, bass, kick and snare] [Intro] [Shout Out:] 'nineteen eighty three!' 'deans-hanger primary!' 'shout out to keef and scotty!' [verse] looking out the window, rain, rain, rain. not getting a break time, stuck inside again punched a lad for kissing me, then kicked him in the scrotes he's gone to tell the teacher so I hide amongst the coats a strange thing happened amongst the screaming cacophony a hushed voice through all the noise is whispering to me Fox said thats the best thing he thinks he's ever seen... 'You're like an angel working for Charlie.' [Chorus] and the class chant... rose and fox, sitting in a tree, K.I.S.S.I.N.G rose and fox, sitting in a tree, K.I.S.S.I.N.G [verse] 'I like your hair... alot' he said, his cheeks as pink as mine. I blushed, went red, my dumb brain said, 'you're pretty hot for a K-9' 'You don't talk much', I said to fox, 'you wanna be my man?' He nods his head, 'Ok' he said 'but you gotta be in my band, me on drums and you can sing, we'll play on top of the pops" I liked he had a vision said i'll help you reach the top. on second thoughts, I ought to come clean tell him I can't sing, 'No sweat' he said, I got a drum kit but cant play a single thing, We'll learn it both together, we've got years to hone our craft! 'I like you're style, you're different' i said and we both laughed. 'different good, different bad?' he asked, didnt look at me, [Shyly Replies:] 'Just different!' our eyes met, 'you're different just like me.' [Chorus] and the class chant... rose and fox, sitting in a tree, K.I.S.S.I.N.G rose and fox, sitting in a tree, K.I.S.S.I.N.G
