Well, she was 

standing in a 

bar
    
I said, "Hello

, how do you d

o?"
           
She handed me 

           
a beer with a 

       
kangaroo.

             
She spoke of p

              
laces I had ne

     
ver been

That she had traveled to
           
And we slow da

           
nced along, to

           
 faster tunes


And I made her

 laugh, I made

 a pass,
              
I showed her m

              
y half dollar 

    
ring

She said, "That's pretty cool,
           
But classy gir

           
ls don't kiss 

              
in bars, you f

 
ool"

                       


So later on th

e crowd calmed

 down
             
And I believe 

              
it was as if s

             
omething drew 

             
me closer to h

       
er lips
             
So picture my 

              
surprise when 

           
I had tried to

 lean in for a

 kiss
             
And she just s

             
miled and turn

              
ed her head do

     
wn

    
I asked her, "

Why?" and she 

replied
              
It was nothing

              
 I was doing w

             
rong, it's jus

       
t what it is.
             
Oh, classy gir

             
ls don't kiss 

              
in bars like t


his
             
No, classy gir

          
ls don't kiss 

in bars
             
Boys will brea

          
k their backs 

and hearts
             
But it's alrig

              
ht, the hardes

            
t part is thro

ugh.

         
            Oh

    
 through!
      
            Oh

 through!
      
            Oh

 through!
          
 The hardest p

        
art is through

.