Your words phonetically rehearsed
Dutch courage slowed as they were
Oh babe, I know it hurts
Afraid there must be some mistake
His fingers felt your heart race
Now let me get this straight...
The whole thing started as a joke
French letters and a trench coat
He thought I had the right to know
You weren't supposed to fall in love
With throw-up on your shirt cuff
You never meant to hurt anyone
But it's only wrong if you get caught
A question mark-cum-full stop
A pox upon his helpless heart