Boy meets girl meets boy
On a railway platform. Oy!
Waiting for the eight fifty two
On a rainy wet day in June.
Sitting in a cafe bar
Didn’t have to walk that far
Looking at a simple menu
Order the same as you
Rumpy pumpy rumpy pump pumps
Beds are that hard with lumps
Sitting up and drinking tea
We only want you and me
Trip to the Isle of Wight
Boy sees no end in sight
Girl sees another way
Bembridge to Alum Bay
Life goes on anew
Niggles that are far and few
Boy says he’s full of life
Girl says she is his wife
Only just married now
Certainty take a bow
Moving up and on and on
A little of the spark has gone
Girl meets girl meets girl
In a little minor whirl
Boy now busy at work
Girl enjoys her little perk
Boy sorts out the post
Girl now cooks the roast
Girl is a-wondering why
Boy is a-looking shy
Start of a little, light row
What, where, why and how?
Girl is admitting all
Boy goes down the hall
His Mother says he will be back
Girl says she’s lost the knack
Of talking to the Boy with smiles
Mother says “he won’t be a while”
The lonely roads apart
Boy and Girl make a start
Girl and girl have gone
Boy wonders what he’s done
Sit in a cafe bar
Don’t have to walk that far
Mother says its what he wants
Girl says he’s off his bonce
Time heals a broken scar
Did they really go that far?
What did she see in him?
Could he really be that dim?
Trip to the Isle of Wight
There’s always an end in sight
Girl sees Boy on the way
From Bembridge to Alum Bay
Boy brings smiles to her lips
Girl responds with quips
Laughing free now the pair
Knew it was always there
Boy meets girl meets boy
On a railway platform. Oy!
Waiting for the three fifty two
On a fine sunny day in June.
