The guitars roared like jets, just ask Mark.
The guitars quacked like ducks- ask Maria.
Don't ask me since I have cut my hair,
long nights were too short, we all agree there.
The wine poured in like a river, just ask Julie.
Money straight through boney fingers- ask Linroy.
Don't ask me for something to share,
long nights were too short, we all agree there.
We talked like inspired gurus, just ask Dave.
We talked like cheeky monkeys- ask Boudicca.
Don't ask me after all the wear and tear,
long nights were too short, we all agree there.
Did we love as mythical figures, just ask Caron.
Or did love fail to reach our ghetto- ask Alf.
Don't ask me in a new day glare,
long nights all too short, all agreed there.