THE STATION WAGON WAS PARKED OUT THE BACK, I HAD A BAT IN MY POCKET & THE WIND WAS HOWLIN’ MARY MARY QUITE CONTRARY. IT WAS RAININ’ TOO. HE SAID ‘THAT’S ENOUGH A THAT THEN, MOVE ALONG BUD’. WE WERE STRAINING TO SEE OVER THE CROWD, SHE SAID ‘IF ONLY I COULD GET A NECK EXTENSION’? HE SAID ‘I’LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO BABY’, HE LOOKED A BIT LIKE THAT ACTOR FELLA? ‘YOU GOT ANY DRUM N BASS ON THAT TELEPHONE’? SHE SAID.

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