Come on Eileen, I swear (well he means)
At this moment you mean everything,
With you in that dress my thoughts
I confess verge on dirty
Ah come on Eileen.
First boy dance.
I would name the boy here but will hold off, lest I embarass him horribly and reveal myself utterly
Suffice it to say that Dexy's Midnight Runners make me laugh
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