Femme Fatale: Elizabeth Esselink

One louder solex

I think we would better tactfully put
And end to the evening now, a
Little kicking
Over the traces goes
A long way this age
And we were both bundled
Up in nice tweeds and flannels

What she needed she couldn't have
For all I knew she was stone-deaf

I said "front page"
She heard "teenage"
So I tried "read"
But she heard "sweet"

I think we would better tactfully put
An end to the evening now, a
Little kicking
Over the traces goes
A long way at this age
And we were both bundled
Up in nice tweeds and flannels

What she needed she couldn't have
For all I knew she was stone-deaf

"There's bag of
Sweets floating
Around somewhere, let
Me see, I really
Had it with me
When I visited
The Grand Prix"