Three large toots on horn jolted me alert
I parted curtains plenty piqued to peer
I recognised him parked I settled seer
I gathered kisses french and small talk blurt
He started off as friend of friend and flirt
It wasnt show he cultivated cheer
He sorted such a boy to whom I veer
Hed fall in love at flaunt of latest skirt
I wore the prophylactic pantyhose
I angled ankles on the vinyl dash
In blusher mirror woman white as ash
I bordered pink eyed puffed and lachrymose
He plays a ponce I stride alone a mile
I step across yon wooden paddock stile
Chorus mile mijl myl
