Day two in the kitchen
And after hours of curtain twitching,
A mate says "let's go to the brass gaff "
Another half cut says "are you having a fucking laugh",
Cut the story short we head for the city
I tell the receptionist I want something brown and pretty,
In she walks like a queen of a southern tribe
My eyes captured her elegance in every stride,
But before it started my hour was up
I double check my watch that's just my luck,
I meet my friend at the parked car
Round the corner it wasnt far,
I said to him "I just got her tuned in and took a shower"
He said "same lad that tackles fucking power",
With the most twisted grin are fists touched down
We got in the car and headed back to town.


© DT