It's a little late for Valentine's Day, but what the hell? If you're sick of rose-red lips, and the moon's just a handy light in the sky when you're trying to find where you dropped the bloody car-keys. If nightingales pale into insignificance compared to an over-amplified Gretch guitar… this one's for you.
Your eyes were blue and your hair was, too,
And I just couldn't stop staring at you.
I loved the way you didn't take no shit
As you punched a path through the moshing-pit.
You've wrecked your way into my dreams
In your ripped T-shirt and your leather jeans.
My slap-bass heart beats double-time;
Psychobilly girl, won't you please be mine?
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