| "Not Quite Kelly" | |
| "Not Quite Kelly" is a well built girly Twenty years of age You can see her in a crowd Talking much too loud And playing centre stage People say she's got style From the speed of her recovery from a night on the tiles She's a girl with a lot And she is out there selling She's the centre of the scene With her porcelain skin and her long red hair She can walk into a bar Polish off a jar but keep her nose in the air From her emerald eyes To the cute little wobble In her khaki-clad thighs She's a girl who really stokes up The fire in my belly Oh but she, is not quite Kelly She, is not quite Kelly She's got the upturned nose She's got the pouting face She lacks a little charm She lacks a little grace She's a dead set demon But she is not quite Kelly She can taunt you with her guile Just a wrinkle of her smile will make you do what she please Without a whisper or a sound She can cut you to the ground, make you weak at the knees You get up off the floor Then in five minutes time You're coming back for more She knows the tricks of the trade But she is sure not telling Oh but she, is not quite Kelly She, is not quite Kelly She's got the upturned nose She's got the pouting face She lacks a little charm She lacks a little grace She's a dead set demon But she is not quite Kelly Kelly is a girl That picked me up off the floor And threw me up into the air Kelly is a girl Who left my heart red raw And did it just for a dare So here in my demise While I fantasize I catch "Not Quite Kelly's" eyes Oh but she, is not quite Kelly She, is not quite Kelly She's got the upturned nose She's got the pouting face She lacks a little charm She lacks a little grace She's a dead set demon But she is not quite Kelly | |