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