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 I feel really great right now

 The cider flows the music's loud

 I know that this is gonna be

 A really really groovy party

All the boys have got brightly coloured shirts

And all the girls are in mini skirts

Each hoping she's the sexiest

We're hoping our stay-pressed stay pressed

It's only 8 o'clock and so

The girls are dancing on their own

We sit, scoff crisps and eye them up

And we all think we're dead grown up

I'm drinking as fast as I can

While we all sing Telegram Sam

And now the boys are dancing too

The silly dance that skinheads do

The air gets hot as we dance near

Now inhibitions disappear

Oh we are young and full of fun

The game of postman's knock's begun

Eventually we pair off

And I go off with Belinda Plum

I say "These aren't very comfy chairs

So why don't we go and sit upstairs?"

She says "Oh no we're staying here

I mustn't leave my friend Maria

She's sitting over there alone

And I can't leave her on her own"

As the night wears on someone is sick

Belinda she knows every trick

I say I love her she replies

"No you don't so stop telling lies

Listen you'd better not go too far

Stop trying to undo my bra

Keep your hands off you Romeo

Maria is it time to go?"