I like things that don't make sense; no need for lies, no false pretence
No pop-up polls, or pasted pictures, dreams of fame, or chasing riches
I like girls that like their friends, not chasing blokes or fashion trends
She doesn't care if she's looking daft, that kind of girl always makes me laugh
And really girl, I must confess
Yeah really, girl, I'm quite impressed
She likes red lipstick, fish and chips
Orange juice and trips to the seaside
Red lipstick, fish and chips
Oh this girl does things for me
Alright, alright, alright, alright
And I don't mind when I look a fool, when I try being nice
Try and stick to the rule, your face goes blank
Like you're trying to test us, and I've used my bank of romantic gestures
I don't mind when you laugh at all of my lines, I've tried to impress you a million times
You brush them off, but you still look flattered, my mind's gone blank, and my brains are scattered
All over (all over, all over, all over)
All over (all over, all over, all over)
And then you win me back with a look of affection;
Your timing was done to real perfection
Really girl, I must confess
Yeah really, girl, I'm quite impressed
She likes red lipstick, fish and chips
Orange juice and trips to the seaside
Red lipstick, fish and chips
Oh this girl does things for me
Red lipstick, fish and chips
Orange juice and trips to the seaside
Red lipstick, fish and chips
Oh this girl does things for me
Alright, alright, alright, alright
She likes red lipstick, fish and chips
Orange juice and trips to the seaside