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I met her on a blind date Hoping on an old mate Waiting on the corner she'd be dressed in black There was i expecting a really tasty bird He said she was good looking but should've doubt his word When I saw her legs she was a right disgrace I thought, nice legs, shame about the face I had to take her dancing I couldn't let her down So we got a bus to the other side of town Out up on the dancefloor I wasn't gettin' far So I had a drink with my friends up at the bar I asked them what they thought and what they thought about the place and the said Nice legs, shame about the face (Solo) She said could we gone flyin' I said that would be fine But when I bought the tickets She'd already changed her mind Yeah, she was turning out to be a real hard case Nice legs, shame about the boat race Downed it in the soda Tapped me on the shoulder Whispered in my ear its gettin' kinda late When I took her home, she hardly said a thing Walked her to the door expected to go in She looked me up and down and really put me in my place and she said Nice legs, shame about the face
Writer(s): John Henry Ford, Richard William Hudson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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