Secondary Waltz

The school Christmas party is coming We ain't doing rugby no more McIntyre's teaching us waltzing Out on the gymnasium floor Out on the gymnasium floor McIntyre's out of the army You'll be slippered if you get it one McIntyre's dim, looms loud in the gym Well, we've only got a little short song We've only got a little short song And it's 1, 2, 3, 2, 2, we're all a disgrace McIntyre tore us apart And we danced with ourselves When we'd all find a space Waltzing with fear in our hearts Waltzing with fear in our hearts Comes the day of the big final manoeuvres All of our heads are a whirl It's getting much closer to D day This time we're gonna do it with girls This time we're gonna do it with girls In the arena the ladies were waiting A twelve year old partner to guide Some matches were fixed, the rest of us mixed And a fat girl got left at the side A fat girl got left at the side And it's 1, 2, 3, 2, 2, we're all a disgrace McIntyre tore us apart And we danced with ourselves When we'd all find a space Waltzing with fear in our hearts Waltzing with fear in our hearts When you come to my face And I am under the lights And you see that my footwork is false Don't count me out at the start of the bow I'm just doing the secondary waltz Doing the secondary waltz