White Van

Another white man in another white van Cig in his mouth and a pint in his hands Screaming at me, 'cause he thinks it's all grand Mate it's 2pm, I'm not looking for a dad Roses are red, violets are blue But shouting out your white van won't make me go home with you Roses are red, another white van Guard me soon but can't you understand Another cis male that seems to misunderstand That they might be misinterpreting come as your foreown So I don't want the dregs of your larger can And I won't spread my legs for your bouquet of red flags Roses are red, violets are blue But shouting out your white van won't make me go home with you Roses are red, another white van Guard me soon but can't you understand Romeo, oh Romeo I hear you call my name Above the scaffolding below Should I could compare thee to a summers' day? After seeing the football stickers on your dashboard Perhaps I'm inclined to abstain Yet, as I cross the road I've heard no remark Maybe just this one, have I won, is there a chance? To my dismay I reach the curb to be defeated, with a non other traitor "Ooh right - I hate to watch you leave" But I love to watch you walk away sweetheart! Ahh! Just another white man in another white van