| — «I think I’ll call Kendra. |
| Hello? |
| It’s Olga. |
| C-can I speak to Kendra, please?
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| — «Just hold on a minute pet. |
| Kendra? |
| Olga’s on the phone, do you want to
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| speak to him?
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| — «Ahh! |
| I cannot!
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| I first saw Kendra at a pub called the Rumside Hall — in Durham
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| So sweet and tender but she did not even see me at all — no
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| She looked so nice, she smelled so fine
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| Oh how I wished that Kendra was mine
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| 5 foot 1 ande eyes that were blue
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| A smile that made me melt
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| Oh, what could I do?
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| I had to get Kendra’s telephone number really quick — yes
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| If I came strait to the point it would do the trick — yes
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| I asked her if she’d like to go out with me
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| She said that she was flattered, but I just could’t see
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| Why she said.
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| Oh! |
| Olga I cannot
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| Oh! |
| Olga I cannot
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| My boyfriend’s sitting on the Sunday
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| He does not want you to see me
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| So Olgaaaa. |
| I cannot
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| I was really de-pressed, what could I do? |
| I was blue
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| I’ll ring her up again in a day or two, on Monday
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| Her boyfriend wasn’t there, so I felt lucky
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| Howza bout now baby come out with me?
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| And she said… she said…
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| Oh! |
| Olga I cannot
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| Oh! |
| olga I cannot
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| I would if I could, but I don’t think I should
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| I can’t, well I can but I shan’t — it’s not good man
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| Olga… I cannot… I cannot! |
| I cannot! |
| I cannot!!!
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| I’m sorry that I ever rang
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| She said «Don't be dafted. |
| Oh! |
| Olga man
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| I want to see you, don’t get me wrong
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| I’ll contact you soon, it won’t be long
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| But at the moment… I cannot.»
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| I called Kendra another fifty times on the phone — Yes
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| She agreed to meet me, but I should have known — Yes
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| I wound the window down in the Rolls Royce
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| I said «Jump in the back!» |
| and then I heard her voice
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| Start to say… Start to say…
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| Oh! |
| Olga I cannot
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| Oh! |
| Olga I cannot
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| I’m going to Laurete for my holiday in Spain
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| And when I get back, I still cannot again!
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| So Olgaaaaaaa…
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| Oh! |
| Olga I cannot
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| Oh! |
| Olga I cannot
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| I talked it over with my mum and me dad
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| But even my sister and the dog think I’m mad!
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| So Olga… yes Olga… I cannot |