On the double seats in the Palace Cinema,

With a tense new girlfriend, out for a show.

Trying to make sense of ‘Enter the Dragon,’

Our sweaty hands became entwined.

Did she want me to kiss her?

I just didn’t know.

I carefully eased her head towards me,

And I shared her chewing gum,

For an hour or two!

Not long ago…

 

Time passed on and we didn’t go back,

Like ‘Enter the Dragon,’ we faded to black…

 

A splash of Hai Karate

Or the “wonderful smell of Brut!”

I watched Brucie on The Generation Game,

Whilst Anthea did her twirl,

Before we went to the Milton Rooms Dance,

Wearing stacked heels, just like Slade.

It was yet another search for a girl,

Where we thought we had it made!

“Get her number and then you can call!”

We were Mercutio and Benvolio,

Off to the Malton Capulet Ball!

Not long ago…
 

It seems like only yesterday-

Or perhaps a little bit more-

Working out what all that courting was for,

“Life is the name of the game!”

It was all out there for me to explore.

But I closed my eyes for an instant…

 

And there was no one left on the dance floor.