Clink, clink, goes my heart, I learnt that off your car keys, I'm sorry that you always have to fetch me, I get giddy with the smell of new upholstery, I'd pick you up, If I could, I pushed my luck and it came good, But it didn't always. I still panic when she goes, Like an ex-skinhead who still knows his boots, But the panic doesn't fit, Like a chewed jigsaw bit, I kissed you, And I got away with it, I pushed my luck and it came good, But it didn't always. I've gotta be real like Cheryl, So now if I want a kiss I'll tell her, 'Cause luck's there to be pushed, Luck's there to be pushed, I kissed you, And I got away with it, I pushed my luck and it came good, But it didn't always.