Mark Angel by Heavenly
I spotted you out in a bad place
Pock marks and scars
Painted on your face
Talked to me, charmed me
Bought me a Bacardi
Asked please to walk me home
We met in a bad place
I spotted your face
Because of the scar
It went right down across your cheek
Made you look scary
I guess you are
My sister's face fell to the gutter
You can't be going
Out with that nutter
Thought she'd know better
Daddy's girl, bed-wetter
I didn't hear a word
Don't bring trouble to our home
The words that my mother said
I blush thinking of the time
We sullied my parents' bed
I don't want that boy round here
Added my father then
No more going out for you
If I see his face again
We carried on dating
You said you'd waited
So long for this chance
It seems I misunderstood you
Foolishly thought that
You meant romance
My brother came back from his travels
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