At A Disco In Southend

I stole you from him
at the college disco
under a neon moon
it was the crime of the century
come Monday morning

the bee's knees of Basildon
the peroxide princess
taken by the Ra Ra
for just a snakebite and crisps
a Bryan Ferry haircut

you faded in Brutus jeans
he returned Levi jacketed
with shined up boots
tattoed fists
and goading friends