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GENTLE CHATTER Right, of course.

SOBBING

Hi, would you care for any appetisers?

Yeah? We have salmon. Thank you.

Mum, you OK? Mm.

It's like she's just popped in the back for some more wine.

I keep expecting her to come round that corner,

laughing at Sheila Roberts' god-awful bob! Hmm.

Have you got your hearing aid? What?! Ow!

Oh, sorry, sorry. Your arm.

Don't... I worry, Mum.

And I told you, you don't have to. Now, come on.

How many points for the crem? What?!

I thought Peter's eulogy was a bit... meh.

I mean, when did Marjorie ever "light up a room"?

Bless her. I give it four, and that's being generous.

What? Oh.

Funeral Top Trumps. Me and Marjorie used to...

Darling, when you come to as many of these as we are,

you have to laugh, or you'll cry.

Well, the spread looks good.

What would you say? A solid seven.

It's very beige.

Play havoc with Marjorie's IBS.

CYN CHUCKLES

Oh, my God. Don't start.

Is that appropriate?

Well, how am I gonna attract anyone if I'm dressed like...?

CYN GROANS NASALLY

It's a funeral. Oh, tragic, innit (?)

You've got Tinder, Hinge, and Grindr,

and I have to make do with this.

Dad's only been gone a year. I know, darling.

Although, we didn't have a lot of fireworks,

it doesn't mean I can't have a bit of fun, does it, hmm?

CYN GRUNTS

SEDUCTIVELY: Wish me luck.

I hope you... Argh!

Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm... I'm really sorry.

I'll get a... There's a tea towel somewhere.

There we are, now. I'll just...

It's fine, Peter. Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, you should do... Yeah. Yeah.

Now, I just wanted to say I... I found it in her jewellery box.

I hope... I hope you don't mind.

Look at the state of us.

It took a whole can of hairspray to style that beehive.

What were we thinking?

Well, you look very nice now.

It suits you, the... the black. Oh, good job, too.

Social life's all funerals these days.

Yeah, well, I... I like... I like the fit of it.

Erm, I really enjoyed the eulogy, Peter, for your wife.

Oh, yeah. Captured her perfectly.

Oh, well, thank you. That's... That means a lot from you.

You know, you were such a good friend to Marjorie.

And I like to think a good friend to me, too.

Hmm. I mean... kept all your little secrets, didn't we?

Peter!

Well, maybe now we're both on our own,

we can spend a bit more time together.

BEEPING

Oh, my heart is racing, too.

CYN PANTS

Oh.

Someone call an ambulance!

It'll be full of old people.

Well, I mean, you're quite old.

Excuse me! 10,000 steps a day. Hmph!

I'm sure they're all lovely. You might even meet someone.

I read somewhere there's a lot of STIs in places like these.

You know I'd have had you at ours, but the boys are already sharing.

Well, you've got your divorce lawyer to thank for that.

And I'm out all day, so if anything happened...

I don't need anyone. I was coping fine on my own.

Mum, I've really tried.

This place had great reviews. Yeah, on "Last Tripadvisor" (!)

Honestly, one fall and you put me in a home.

Two, and it's not a home.

It's a retirement village.

You'll still have your own space. There's just a supervisor on hand.

To watch me every hour, tell me off, treat me like a child!

No, Mum. In case you collapse again.

Look, I know this is gonna feel very different.

And I know that it feels like a big step back...

...but give it a chance, please?

For me.

I mean, you might even like it.

SHE GIGGLES

Ah! Oh, you must be Cynthia.

And Amanda, is it?

Hi. I'm Heather, the village manager.

I'll be here whenever you need me. Always watching.

HEATHER CHUCKLES

Morning, Brian!

Squire of the morris dancers, isn't she fab?

She's practising hard for the big festival.

Cedar Wood... stock.

HEATHER CHUCKLES

Although she has been told several times to...

SHOUTS: ..keep off the lawn!

Erm, Heather? Hmm?

And this is reception. Oh, let me show you to your room.

CHIRPY MUZAK

? Doo, doo-doo, doo. ?

TIMIDLY: Amanda?

And here's yours.

Home sweet home. HEATHER GIGGLES

Feel free to make it your own.

You'll find an approved list of white paint in your welcome pack.

SHE GROANS

Oh, I found Dad.

HEATHER CHUCKLES

Our residents absolutely love living here.

There's something for everyone. What are you into?

Crafts? Sport?

I'm a bit old for pasta necklaces,

and I got all my swimming badges in 1963.

CHUCKLING: Well, I'm sure we'll find you something. Yeah.

Now, we do have one or two little rules.

Oh! "The rules for fun", I like to call them.

Yeah, I'm sure you do, dear.

"No stiletto heels in communal areas."

Ruins our lovely new carpet.

"No anti-social behaviour."

"No noise after 9pm". Shh.

Bye, Mum! No! Hang on, Amanda...

Oh, Cynthia. No, please don't worry.

You'll have plenty of company here. Yeah. That's what I'm afraid of.

KNOCKING Speaking of...

SING-SONG: Your buddy's here! No!

Amanda, tell her I don't need a buddy!

This is Mary... Hi!

...your new BFF.

She's going to give you the grand tour.

No. See, I'm all right, thanks,

cos I know that it's left for the way in

and right for the hospice. Mum!

Look, thank you everyone for barging in,

but I'd really rather be on my own.

CHATTER

TRAIN WHISTLE BLASTS

'Two, down. Three, up!

'Rest it. Three, two, one.

'Go! One, stand. Two, down.'

HUSHED CONVERSATION

The Knit And Natterers.

Don't get much knitting done,

but they know everything about everyone.

Oh. Can't have my buddy all by herself.

Actually, I quite like being on my own. Oh, hi!

You wouldn't believe the gorgeous pair of tits I saw today. Oh!

I've got photos!

This is Brian.

The pervert. Bird-watcher.

Well, he was...

LAUGHTER

So this one is for Anne in Flat 12 from the walking netball girls.

Anne, where are you?

Ooh, there you are.

You don't look a day over 81. LAUGHTER

Who's that? Ooh.

So, what do you want me to play?

Frank Davies.

Used to tour the clubs back in the day, apparently.

The Knit And Natter girls reckon he's headlining Cedar Woodstock.

SHE GASPS

Cyn?

Want something for your nerves?

DEVICE BEEPING I want to be on my own.

Frank has this effect on all ladies. Mira had to go on tablets.

The Stitch And Bitch girls reckon he's having a THING with Heather.

It's not like that. I know him. I mean, I knew him.

You didn't! Long time ago.

Look, I know you're trying to be friendly, but I don't need a minder.

All this knitting, camomile tea, bouncy people...

SQUEAKING

...it's just not for me.

Help calm you down? Oh!

? Have a little sugar... ?

Thank you. Oh!

MARY CHUCKLES

? Have a little spice

? Keep that fire burning. ?

See, what it was, me and my pal Marjorie,

we were mucking about at this open mic night.

I mean, it was stupid, really. We were both about to get married.

I think I was trying to prove I was still young.

Anyway, Frank Davies was the headline act.

What was he like?

Oh, you know, wannabe Sinatra.

Smart suit, trilby hat. He caught my eye once or twice.

And then he came over later, said he loved my song.

And we went to a few clubs.

And then we went back to his hotel.

MARY GASPS What was he like?

He was...

CYN GRUNTS

MARY CHORTLES

THEY GIGGLE

I mean, it was meant to be just a bit of fun.

And then Marjorie decided to go home.

And I... I stayed just for a week or two.

He told me that he loved me.

And he begged me to go on tour with him.

And did you?

Of course not! Oh.

I know his type.

Living out of a suitcase, girlfriend in every city.

Part of you must have wanted to.

No.

I went home, married Kenneth, and had my Mandy.

Best decision I ever made.

MUSIC: 'Must Be The Love' by Wesley Bright

? Must be the love

? Because it's driving me... ?

KNOCKING Cyn?

Five minutes. Come on. You owe me that, at least.

Alexa, volume up.

MUSIC VOLUME INCREASES

? I haven't been the same... ? Cyn!

KNOCKING ? Since you came into my life.

? No, no, no

? They say that I have changed But I'm probably

MUSIC CONTINUES FAINTLY

? It must be the love... ?

Hi, Cyn. Ah!

What are you doing here?

Well, this is my flat. I guess we're neighbours.

Of all the retirement villages in the world,

she walks into mine.

I just want to talk. Go away!

? But after all the rain

? I saw sunshine in my life.

? Must be the love, yeah.

Must be the love... ?

SHOUTING: Alexa, music off, please! ALEXA PINGS

I said, "Go away."

I'll use my lifeline alarm. Come on, Cyn.

It's Cynthia.

No, no, no. It's still Cyn.

Oh. You do remember!

Oh, come on, Cyn. At least I deserve an explanation.

You couldn't stop talking about the tour, and then...

And then I came to my senses, went home, got married.

You're kidding? You went through with it?

Best decision I ever made.

What went on between us was just pre-wedding nerves.

I just needed to get whatever it was out of my system.

So, you used me?

SHE CHUCKLES

I used you?

You used a different girl every night.

I know your type, Frank.

You chase after us, tell us everything we want to hear,

make us fall in love with you, and then when we do,

you lose interest.

That's what you really think of me, is it?

DOOR SLAMS

The man broke into my flat. I don't feel safe.

This place is full of freaks. I dunno how you stand it.

Some of them are all right. If only I had somewhere else to go.

What about your old place?

Rented out. Amanda won't let me live on my own.

Have you talked to her? I don't wanna worry her.

It's me that should be looking after her, not the other way around.

Anyway, I promised her I'd make a go of this place,

and I've been here, what, 24 hours?

Six-and-a-half. Oh, my God!

You promised you wouldn't leave. I just said...

So...

...what if you didn't?

If I stay here much longer, I will go mad.

What if you got yourself...

...kicked out?

Whoa-ho-ho-ho!

THEY CHUCKLE

Let's do it! Yes!

HIP HOP MUSIC

? It is not always What it seems... ?

I'm telling you, it works wonders for my arthritis!

I am out.

Well, we are playing strip bridge, aren't we? Hmm?

? Doin' the most

? I raise a toast And I don't mean to boast

? But I'm that chick...

SCREAMING

Run! There's a snake!

? Waist feels slim But my hips so thick

? Making all these Other rappers sick, eh-eh. ?

No stilettos, tick.

Careful. The waiting list for hip replacement is 18 weeks.

Please! I did the school run in higher than these.

Although, it was a lot easier before my plantar fasciitis.

What's that?

It got pushed through my door this morning. Oh!

It's stupid. Mm-hm.

"To the lady with the kestrel spirit,

"whose laugh..." CYN GIGGLES

"..whose laugh startles pigeons..." MARY LAUGHS

"..and with the slender nose of a heron."

Have you ever read anything so crass?

Who's it from? Well, it's obvious who it's from.

And it's offensive. Is it?

Mary, have you seen the state of him?

BIRD WHISTLE WARBLES

He's got the social skills of an amoeba.

And he smells like compost.

It's a natural deodorant. Oh, give me strength.

Mary, look at yourself. You're fun. You're gorgeous.

With an interesting take on vintage clothing.

How dare he even think he's remotely in your league?

Don't worry. I'll see to it.

"See to it." Oh!

BIRD WHISTLE WARBLES

Brian, she's not interested. She never will be.

So, you can keep your grubby, little love letters to yourself.

Oh! Frank!

Oh!

SOFTLY: You...

KNOCKING

I'm so sorry.

Peter?! Oh, no, no, no.

It's me that should apologise to you after what happened at the funeral.

I'd been married so long

I just didn't realise the effect I had on women.

Carnations? Oh. Marjorie's favourite.

Yeah, she loved carnations. From the Knit And Natter ladies.

Actually, she preferred... It's a little "get well soon."

I've been needing something to keep me warm at night.

...push the boat out a bit. Frank!

What are you like? Come on in.

Ooh! HEATHER GIGGLES

...expensive, but, yeah. Do they smell?

No, they don't smell. Peter?

Why don't you come inside?

NERVOUS CHUCKLE

Still got it.

GIGGLING THROUGH WALL Stop it, you!

That is decaf?

What? Oh, probably, yeah.

Careful! Stop being cheeky.

Well, at least you've got company, I suppose.

Yeah, far too much of that.

Yeah. I'm just rattling about in my big old house all by myself.

PETER SIGHS

GIGGLING ECHOES THROUGH WALL

CLOCK CHIMES

Peter...

...would you like to stay for dinner?

Yes, please.

SLURPS Oh, it's hot.

The beef will be about an hour.

We'd better make our own fun, then.

CYN CHUCKLES

Oh, Peter. Whatever did you have in mind?

Oh, Heather, you didn't tell me you had moves.

Oh, well, I did do 12 years of Irish dance.

You know what?

SHOUTS: I do love a man with passion!

CYN LAUGHS

Well, actually, I... I am very passionate. Although, I...

I haven't since Marjorie, so I might be a bit out of practice.

500-piecer. I'll start with the corners.

Marjorie usually started with the sky.

No. I... I won't, actually. Thank you. No.

Plays havoc with my stomach acid.

GIGGLING THROUGH WALL Let me look at you.

I'll check on the beef.

Oh. Oh, look. Erm...

Sorry, I...

I hope this isn't really forward, but, I...

Can I be really, really cheeky?

CYN GIGGLES

I haven't been able to work the machine since Marjorie died.

CYN GRUNTS

Show yourself out!

SOUL MUSIC ECHOES THROUGH WALL

KNOCKING

Frank! Can you please keep the noise down?

Come to break the other arm?

It was an accident!

I've told Heather I'm pulling out...

I don't need the gory details, thank you.

...of the festival.

First gig in a decade. Pathetic.

I can't play the guitar with this, can I?

Frank! All right. I'll turn it down.

I didn't want to disturb you... and your friend.

He's left, actually. Really?

Seemed like a nice guy. Solid. Just your type.

MUSIC: 'It Had To Be You'

Oh... Listen.

Do you remember this?

? It had to be you... ?

May I?

Why didn't you come away with me?

I thought about it. I really did.

Me and poor Marjorie went over and over it.

And then I woke up one morning and thought, "Screw it."

Got on a train and went to Newcastle.

You came back? I didn't see you.

I went round after the gig to surprise you.

And there you were, coming out of the stage door...

...with someone else.

Oh, she was... I know what she was, Frank.

She was me five weeks before.

I thought you'd left, Cyn, honestly.

You were just having a bit of fun.

I never had as much fun as I did with you.

I'm sorry.

I can't.

DOOR SLAMS Oh!

This is disgusting. CYN GROANS

Oh!

CYN GRUNTS

I think you and I need to have a little chat, don't we?

Could it wait, dear? I'm feeling a bit under the weather.

I don't know where to start with you, Cynthia!

We have had complaints about anti-social behaviour, nudity,

rumours about the ingredients in your bake-sale brownies.

Evri are refusing to take back the Gaboon viper.

CYN GASPS

And then, to top it all off...

you injure our poor, lovely Frank.

You have cost us our most exciting headliner

since that dancing border collie off Britain's Got Talent!

Have you got anything to say for yourself?!

You've got five days to find something else.

I'll let your daughter know. No.

No, please. Let me tell her.

Oh!

DOOR SLAMS, CYN GROANS

DOO-WOP MUSIC

? Shoop, shoop, shoop Shoop, shoopie-doobie-doop

? Good morning, good morning Rise and shine... ?

Bring the evidence. Copy that.

? Good morning, good morning Rise and shine. ?

THEY CACKLE

I know this is what you wanted, but I will miss you.

You're a right laugh.

Number of damp-pants moments I had since you got here...

MARY LAUGHS

Well, I might miss you...

Mm. ...a bit.

CYN LAUGHS

What did your daughter say? Oh, you know...

You have told her?

It's complicated.

You do wanna leave, don't you? I've got no choice now, have I?

BIRD WHISTLE WARBLES

Mary, how long have you liked old bird man over there?

What? I...

I don't. Hey.

It's not like I think about him all that much.

I just...

...like our chats.

And his poetry.

Mary, I've seen better prose on toilet walls.

There are 23 women for every ten men in this retirement village.

As far as I'm concerned, that man's a poet.

BIRD WHISTLE WARBLES

Anyway... we don't really...

...any more, so...

It doesn't matter.

Mary, I've got some making up to do before I go.

KNOCKING

Oh, it's you. Cedar Wood's answer to Charles Bronson.

Oh, you've heard, have you? Well, I bumped into Heather.

Frank, I need to talk to you about the festival.

You can't deny all those people the chance to see you at your best.

I told you, without my guitar...

Yeah, but I was thinking

maybe you could make a change to the performance.

Add a new element. Make it a duet.

FRANK SCOFFS With who?

You?! Well, I promised to sing with you 50 years ago.

Maybe it's time I made good on my promise.

I don't understand. I thought you're leaving.

Not until I get you back on that stage where you belong.

You're not going to run out on me again, are you?

Not with my plantar fasciitis, no.

Is it a deal?

Great. I just need one minute,

cos I need to go to talk to Mary about her bush.

No. That was... Just leave.

Oh, leave the room. God.

Brian?

Brian?

Brian?!

Ah, there you are. Hi.

Now, this is a bit awkward.

Obviously, I said some things about you,

about your poor personal hygiene.

And I think there was something about you

having the social skills of an amoeba.

Oh. Sorry, did I not say that to your face?

Oh. Oh, well. Anyway, for some reason -

well, many reasons, none of which I can remember -

Mary does, in fact, like you.

If I were you, I'd write another one of your so-called poems.

And this time, sign it.

She likes you. You like her.

No point in pissing about, right? Yes!

Good boy.

Hmm. Yuck.

? It's London town A town made for lovers

? London town Ain't like no others... ?

Christ, I feel such an old fool.

I tried to play at being a pop star.

You're not an old fool, Frank.

You've got more sex appeal in your good arm than any Gen-Z boy band.

I thank you. It's my pleasure.

Why didn't you say something when you came to Newcastle?

Oh, Frank. But I just thought that, you know...

I thought we could be...

...something serious.

You didn't want serious.

I did.

I thought we could make a go of it. You know, wife, kids.

And then you blink, and you're in your seventies.

No-one coming to visit.

Living in a... retirement village for company.

Why didn't you tell me you were there?

I could've explained it.

Well, I didn't know how you were going to react.

Oh, come on, Cyn. I begged you to come with me.

Well, it wasn't just about me.

I was pregnant.

So that's why you got married?

No.

Kenneth and I didn't before we got married, it was...

over-the-clothes action, at best.

What are you trying to tell me?

I'm sorry, I...

I should've told you before, but I only told Marjorie.

It was only years later I found out that she'd blurted it out to Peter.

She never could keep a secret, bless her.

I just wanted my baby to have a father.

Someone who was present.

You didn't think to get me involved. You didn't give me a chance.

I tried. That's why I came to Newcastle.

You can go, Cynthia.

What?

Frank... I just wanna be on my own.

? Been a lot of places Never called one home

? A crowd of friendly faces

? Still felt alone Till you... ?

Hiya! Oh, hi!

A bit of Springwatch and chill, is it?

? Home is where the heart is

? And you're my heart... ?

Make sure you use protection.

? Wherever you are That's home. ?

Oh, Heather!

KNOCKING

Ah.

You wanted to talk?

Peter... Sorry about before. Time of the month.

Oh. Right. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, of course.

You mentioned, er, about rattling around in that big old house?

W-Well, yes. There's always a bed for you.

It doesn't have to be mine, obviously.

Cyn, are you all right?

Leave me alone. What? What's the matter?

No, no. She said, can you leave, so will you leave, please?

What's it got to do with you?

What? You're him, aren't you? You're the bloke in the photograph.

And you are? Well, I'm... I'm...

We're moving in together, actually. No, we're not.

What?!

Yeah. No.

Don't. Get off. Ooh!

How dare you! All right, go easy.

MUSIC: 'The Blue Danube' by Johann Strauss II

SHE EXHALES

Ow, my arm! Need to be careful. BEEPING

Oh, are you all right?

I've got a broken arm. It's all right. Give me a minute.

Can someone pull my fucking lifeline?!

BEEPING

Nurse!

The beta blockers should manage her bradycardia,

but I advise she watch her diet and alcohol intake.

Avoid stress. Thanks, Nurse.

How are you feeling?

Mortified. I'm sorry. What for?

The anti-social behaviour or the casual drug use?

Heather is not a fan of yours.

I'm sorry for all of it, but it'll be all right.

Cos once I get out of here, I'll move in with Peter,

and then there'll be someone there if I have a funny turn.

Is this really what you wanna do?

It's for the best.

Mum, when Marjorie was alive,

you said Peter had the personality of a tub of cottage cheese. Hmm.

Why didn't you tell me things had gotten this bad?

I didn't wanna worry you.

I worry because I care.

Mum, we've gotta start being open with each other.

We've gotta start talking.

Mrs Jackson, what did I say about keeping calm?

Kenneth wasn't your father. Mrs Jackson...

Yeah, he was.

No, you don't understand. You see, before we got married...

It doesn't matter what happened before.

He was my dad. He was.

You knew?

I think I always suspected.

I never really saw much of myself in Dad.

And after a few Chardonnays,

you and Marjorie would always bang on

about some wild night you had with a sexy singer.

Was it Frank? Why didn't you say anything?

Well, I wanted to, but when Dad was alive...

...he stepped up, didn't he?

Cried at all my parents' evenings.

Came to all my terrible student shows.

And then after he died, I thought about mentioning it, but...

...I guess I didn't really wanna know.

What was the point?

Did it matter?

He was my dad.

And when he was alive, I...

I didn't want him to think he wasn't...

because he was - enough.

Anyways, this Frank's probably long gone.

Probably dead. SHE SCOFFS

BEEPING

Mum, what aren't you telling me?

BEEPING INCREASES

Mum?

Cyn?

Oh, sorry. I thought you might be your mum.

Well, you must be Frank.

Well, erm... that's my stage name.

I'm really Colin, but we'll keep that between us.

AMANDA CHUCKLES

Nice to meet you.

So, she really is going with that strong and stable guy?

No. She's... She's moving in with me, actually...

Oh. ...for a while.

I'm sure we'll sort something out.

My ten-year-old's gonna move out of the bottom bunk.

Oh, you've got kids.

Yeah, two. Sorry, you... you...

you must be thinking...

Well, don't know what to think, really.

She wanted the best for you, Amanda.

And after what she saw in Newcastle, she decided that I wasn't the one,

and I don't blame her, but I'm not that guy any more.

So, if you wanted... To what? I'm not gonna call you Dad.

No, you had a dad.

I just want to get to know you a bit, that's all.

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe.

I'd better get this stuff to the car,

tell my 12-year-old to clean the dirty plates out of their room.

Look, I... I can't stop her going if that's what she wants,

but there is another way.

? Let's get away to Monterey

? Or London scene... ?

KNOCKING

Come in, Amanda.

Actually, she sent me.

You know, she's great. Mm.

She has her moments.

I just wanna say,

is there any part of you that would like to stay at Cedar Woods?

Because you could always live with me.

I've sorted Heather.

I'd rather not know what you've done with Heather.

Er, is that a no?

Of course it's a no.

I saw you ramming your tongue down her throat. Ah.

I'm so sick of you messing me about.

Telling me you've changed,

and you're pulling the same tricks you pulled 50-odd years ago.

If Amanda can't pick me up, then I'm gonna call a taxi.

"No resident-staff relationships."

It's the number one rule for the village managers,

and Heather broke it.

And? Well, she's on gardening leave.

So she won't be able to throw you out.

Do you expect me to believe that you kissed her for me?

You know, she's been flirting with me for months, and I...

I knew I could get her to overstep the line.

And I just thought, well, if it meant I could get you to stay...

I...

I didn't mean you to actually... watch it.

I hope I haven't blown my chances.

You and I have something to do, haven't we? Hmm?

FLUTE MUSIC PLAYS

BELLS JINGLE

APPLAUSE

Mum?

Amanda, thanks for coming. Yeah, of course.

You know, I never kept it a secret to hurt you.

I just wanted you to have a good life. Yeah.

Well, we've got a lot to talk about, haven't we?

It's time we were honest with each other.

But for now, good luck. THEY CHUCKLE

MC: Put our hands together and make some noise for Frank Fury.

Thank you.

APPLAUSE

We love you, Cynthia! You can do it!

CHEERING

You ready?

? It had to be you... ?

ELECTRIC GUITAR PLAYS That's good.

? It had to be you

? I wandered around

? And finally found

? The somebody who

? Could make me be true

? And could make me be blue

BOTH: # And even be glad Just to be sad

? Thinking of you

? Some others I've seen... ?

Let's boogie!

? Might never be mean

? Oh, yes, they are

? Might never be cross Or try to be boss

? But they wouldn't do.

? For nobody else gave me a thrill

? With all your faults I love you still

? It had to be you Wonderful you

? It had to be you. ?

Whoo! Yeah!

PLAYS GUITAR SOLO

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

? Cold-pressed, super-hot Tie me up now

? I've got a heart made of plastic But I won't be your doll

? Spice and sugar rush I'm in control

? I'll be taking my time When I'm pouring it slow

? Cherry fizz, absinthe Give me your name

? I've got a night stand at home Where your number can stay

? Daydream, nightmare, I'm undefined

? No matter the form I'll stay on your mind

? Girl talk, baby Gonna give you a thrill. ?

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