He gets on with life as a corporate banker, He's a warty kinda chap. He likes playing football on Sundays, He likes sewing dresses in the week. He likes to contemplate studying. But when he starts to daydream, His mind turns straight to socialising. Shala la la la la la! Sometimes I look at him and I look into his eyes, I notice the way he thinks about socialising with a smile, Curved lips he just can't disguise. But he thinks it's studying making his life worthwhile. Why is it so hard for him to decide which he loves more? Studying or... Socialising? He likes to use words like 'crikey,' He likes to use words like 'onwards.' He likes to use words about studying. But when he stops his talking, His mind turns straight to socialising. Shala la la la la la! Sometimes I look at him and I look into his eyes, I notice the way he thinks about socialising with a smile, Curved lips he just can't disguise. But he thinks it's studying making his life worthwhile. Why is it so hard for him to decide which he loves more? Studying or... Socialising? He likes to hang out with gustavo, He likes to kick back with thomas, But when left alone, His mind turns straight to socialising. Shala la la la la la! Sometimes I look at him and I look into his eyes, I notice the way he thinks about socialising with a smile, Curved lips he just can't disguise. But he thinks it's studying making his life worthwhile. Why is it so hard for him to decide which he loves more? Studying or... Socialising? He's not too fond of wasp nests, He really hates nasty witches, But he just thinks back to socialising, And he's happy once again. Shala la la la la la!