作曲 : Etheridge, Twang, Watkin
Two lovers stop for kisses on a wall
She asked him, 'Never leave me'
He tells her that he won't
But the boy is young and foolish and knows it all
And he puts it about when he goes out
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
And these lovers trip and stumble down the road
And on the grass they fumble round, like a flower their love grows
And by the flower grows a weed and not the kind you smoke
It raises up its ugly head, our lovers are in a chokehold
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
And I bet a bad thought don't cross her mind
And if it does she just discards it till it's gone away
I bet of all of her she sees, she feels
There's somewhere that she stores it till it's gone away
Till it's gone away
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
The boy ain't no genius, he keeps her on her toes
On her toes
Two lovers stop for kisses on a wall
She asked him, 'Never leave me'
He tells her that he won't
end
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
Two lovers stop for kisses on a wall
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
And I bet a bad thought don't cross her mind
And these lovers trip and stumble down the road
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours
Two lovers stop for kisses on a wall
It's in his nature, his misbehaviour, and misdemeanours