The Boiler The Special AKA with Rhonda Dakar I went out shopping last Saturday I was getting some gear, and this guy offered to pay Who's the hunk? I think to myself For so many years I've been left on the shelf An old boiler Then we went walking back down the high street And I felt so proud because he looked so neat He was a real hard man, tough as they come He said I was cool but I still felt like An old boiler He bid me "Come out", how could I say no? He said "Meet me at eight round my place, you know" With my new gear on, and a blow dried hair-do But in my mind I knew I was still An old boiler We danced all night long to a nice steady beat But my hair went to frizz in the terrible heat My mascara ran, and so did my tights Confirming in my sight, I must be An old boiler So we came out this club hot and sweaty Because we'd been dancing all night And he says to me "Well, babe, what you doing then?" "Well, I think I might get ...
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