It’s such a nice place for a youngish girl
All on her own, always full of envy
To see that great place, so nice it’s unreal
Had wine there before walking to a full
Bar, didn’t stay, no we relocated
To somewhere easier to find a table
And it was cheaper too, called the Boar’s Head
Out back there was a singer. Visited
Him for a fun dance and we happily
Sang and danced, helping Helen do the twirl
Went round to Paul’s house, nearly banged my head
As I slipped to the floor in the yard, the
Ill-advised mix of weed and drink my fall
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