London Suede

And maybe we're just kids who've grown, and maybe not
And maybe when we're on our own, we don't have much
But oh, we are young and not tired of it
Oh, we are young and easily lead
Oh, with all the kids getting out of their heads
Oh, Class A, Class B, is that the only chemistry?
Oh, Class A, Class B, is that the only chemistry between us?
And maybe we're just Streatham trash, and maybe not
And maybe we're just capital flash in a stupid love
But oh, we are young and not tired of it
Oh, we are young and easily lead
Oh, by all the kids getting out of our heads
Oh, Class A, Class B, is that the only chemistry?
Oh, Class A, Class B, is that the only chemistry between us?