In a fortnight's time
You will be mine
I'll bide my time

Your a paradime
Of woman kind
You could be mine

I [bad word] myself
But I've got to try
I catch your eye

Would you like to go on a date with me?
And I know, it's old fashioned to say so
Five times five equals twenty five
Don't you know your times tables by now?
Don't you know?

On the last train home
You want a phone
Instead [bad word] your eyes
The reflection is grim
In the windowpane
It's the human stain

Do you have a drink
To erase the day
There's another way

So
Would you like to go on a date with me?
And I know, it's old fashioned to say so
Five times five equals twenty five
Don't you know your times tables by now?
Don't you know?

When [bad word] to girls I'm mostly hypothetical
If I list their names it's purely alphabetical
When [bad word] to girls I'm [bad word] theoretical
If I test a nerve it's merely dialetical

And so
Would you like to go on a date with me?
And I know, it's old fashioned to say so
Five times five equals twenty five
You should know your times tables by now
Don't you know?
I said don't you know?

In a fortnight's time
You will be mine
You will be mine