I'd like to imagine
Your kiss is like dynamite
I didn't think
That you would call me tonight
I like you, things you do
You're mod through and through
Let's go for a ride
On your sparkly Lambretta
I'll sit you behind you
And cling to your sweater
I like you, things you do
Let's talk about The Who
It's all tight trousers
And records to you
Let's wear our parkas
And sport big hair-dos
You're only 16
But you seem so much older
I'm 25 now
And I can't get much bolder
I like you, things you do
Wish I wasn't too old for you
Lambretta boy

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