| My mum she likes you, she thinks your swell,
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| Got the makin’s of a dance hall girl.
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| Your low-cut frock and your bird’s nest hair,
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| Stiletto heels and the way that you swear.
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| She says to take you back to see my folks again on Sunday
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| Why, it looks as though theres nobody in,
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| They’ve all gone out to see my Auntie Renee.
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| Don’t you worry, you just come right in,
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| I’m sure we’ll pass the time til they come home.
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| Well, let me take your coat, kick off your shoes,
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| Warm your toes, try the sofa.
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| Its getting dark, we’ll miss the late night bus
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| It’s only eight?
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| Well, I’m not takin' any chances.
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| Whats that noise? |
| Why’d they come back so soon?
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| Straighten your dress you’re really looking a mess.
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| I’ll wet my socks, pretend we just got caught in the rain.
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| Oh, your so rude. |