| I met her on a blind date
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| hoping on an old mate
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| waiting on the corner she’d be dressed in black
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| There was i expecting a really tasty bird
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| He said she was good looking but should’ve doubt his word
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| When I saw her legs she was a right disgrace
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| I thought, nice legs, shame about the face
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| I had to take her dancing
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| I couldn’t let her down
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| So we got a bus to the other side of town
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| Out up on the dancefloor I wasn’t gettin' far
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| So I had a drink with my friends up at the bar
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| I asked them what they thought and what they thought about the place and the
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| said
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| Nice legs, shame about the face
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| She said could we gone flyin'
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| I said that would be fine
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| But when I bought the tickets
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| She’d already changed her mind
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| Yeah, she was turning out to be a real hard case
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| Nice legs, shame about the boat race
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| Downed it in the soda
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| Tapped me on the shoulder
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| whispered in my ear its gettin' kinda late
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| When I took her home, she hardly said a thing
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| Walked her to the door expected to go in
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| She looked me up and down and really put me in my place and she said
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| Nice legs, shame about the face |