cuddle and wait a huddle on the floor cool cats all a muddle at the door what a bore badger just score barking at the dark face like a basking jar she s a dark princess she doesn t really need this shes waiting vivid west wood do you mind if i kiss you have a little cuddle theres no way that s going to go silly little rave queen mumbling dirty options sitting on my lap who am i the sort of chap watching you dance a bit scared now then badgers snuggling up with ambitions breaking my love and all the posh girls are laughing and i ve got to think quick who am i who am i so the taxi drives off into the mistic and i bid fairwell to you i m stuck a badger and his crew lowing it down in poetry i ll sit on this fence forever except all living