Clinic - Radiostory lyrics

It was only after he made her acquaintance That it occurred to him Maybe this was beyond the bounds of possibility Henrey saw her each morning A superior mirage from the future His hastily scribbled down phone number Was received with the wry smile, no rebuff They met at Waring Street, dusk The car still on that homeward drive And his heart pounding ashamedly She arrived averting her eyes That she expected to able to join him Teen of Yorkshire gammon Sweet potato mash Duck eggs and a smile Her gaze met his Their hands lightly brushing As he reached for the check Do you remember when life was ecstasy? The hotel room was bleak But he hardly noticed as she took control Her fingers deftly undoing the bu*tons On his borrowed shirt No noise except the buzz of the overhead light And their breathing Eyes closed Dark hair thrown back in wild abandon She whispered the national anthem As he sank into her She tasted a Remy ma tongue An ancient rhyme Hours of frantic lubricious coupling Render them physically spent Falling into a deep profound comatose sleep Only waking days later When the letter was delivered [Foreign content]