Picnic on the Edge(Explicit) - Baxter Dury

cuddle and wait
a huddle on the floor
cool cats all a muddle at the door
what a bore. Badger just score
barking at the dark
face like a basking jar
She's a dark princess
she doesn't really need this
she's waiting vivid west wood
do you mind if i kiss you?
have a little cuddle?
Theres no way that's going to go
silly little rave queen
mumbling dirty options,
sitting on my lap.
who am i the sort of chap
watching you dance
a bit scared now
Then badgers snuggling up
with ambitions
breaking my love.
and all the posh girls are laughing
and i've got to think quick
Who am i
who am i!
(Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da!! dala dala dala!)
So the taxi
drives off into the mistic
and i bid fairwell to you
I'm stuck a badger
and his crew lowing it down in poetry
I'll sit on this fence forever
except all living