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As a very young boy of fourteen I set out one night through the week
To meet my girlfriend from Girl Guides, the beautiful Angelique

It was a dark and windy evening and just as I put on my coat
My dad said "Get me some fags son" and gave me a ten shilling note

I rode to the unlighted village impatient to see my sweet beau
But ahead of our due assignation, felt a desperate need to go

Quickly I rode down the lane and clambered over a wall
And did what they call a 'green fielder', it really was a close call

I returned, feeling much better, then the blood turned cold in my veins
I'd wiped my bum with the ten bob note instead of using my brains

Ten shilling back then was a fortune, all my dad's money was blown
He was surely going to kill me, without it I couldn't go home

A giggling mass of young girls shot out from the village school
"Oh Angelique, here’s your boyfriend", I blushed and tried to act cool

Thinking as quick as I could, I asked to borrow a torch
"Something fell off my bike, I'll find it while you wait in the porch"

"Oh do let us help you” they squealed, "After all we are all Girl Guides"
"Well, its quicker to do it myself, and besides its freezing outside"

I knew that my chances were slim, a one in a million shot
I could kiss goodbye to that errant note . . .  or maybe not

I tore down the lane and hurdled the wall, turned on the torch and Whoopee!
Something drew me straight to it, I was deliriously happy with glee

The reason it hadn’t sailed off - well, let's keep the story clean
My girlfriend was happy to see me and I had ten shillings safe in my jeans

The shopkeeper looked at me sideways and covertly sniffed the air
As she handed over the Woodbines I silently offered a prayer

My dad got his smokes for the morning and asked “All OK”
I grinned and said “Yes dad, no problem, just an ordinary day”
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