I thank you for asking.....

Now I don't ever claim to be very dashing
I won't 'step out' with you but I thank you for asking
What the hell am I saying to you
I would be totally mad not to!

So tell me what time you want me round to your flat
I guess I scrub up well, with aftershave an' all that
I'll see you in a couple of hours
And no! I won't forget the flowers

Well I turn up and my palms are hot and sweaty
Got the bouquet of flowers, sprinkled with confetti
And I go and knock on your door
Then just stare at my shoes and the floor

You open the door and ask "Hi how ya doing?"
I clumsily respond, but fear my chance is ruined
And then you invite me in
So I follow behind with a nervous grin

I offer you the flowers and kiss you on the cheek
For a moment our eyes lock, I can't seem to speak
"Would you like to make yourself a drink?
"I'm almost ready I think"

So I head into the lounge and pour myself a brandy
Don't want to get too drunk, perhaps this should be shandy
I'm hoping for a romantic night
As I search for a tab and light

You call me to your bedroom door, and I start knocking
And ask me if I would help you to adjust your stocking
I feel myself going red
As you sit, your legs crossed on the bed

I try to do my best, but my hands keep shaking
You tell me  " Don't be shy, it's a brave move you're making"
And then you pull me in tight
I guess we are not going out tonight