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The Boiler

๐Ÿ‘ค Rhoda Dakar feat. The Specials โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Stereo-Typical โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:47
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โฑ๏ธ 5:47 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

I went out shopping
Last Saturday
I was getting some gear and this guy offered to pay
'Who's the hunk?' I think to myself
For so many years, I've been left on the shelf
And old boiler
Then we went walking back down the high street
And I felt really proud, 'cause he looked so neat
He was a real hard-man, tough as they come
He said I was cool but. I still felt like
An old boiler
He bid me come out
How could I say no?
He said 'meet me at 8, round at my place Y'know?'
With me new gear on and a blow-dryed hair do
But in my mind I knew
I was still
An old boiler
We danced all night long to a nice, steady beat
But my hair went to fritz
In the terrible heat
My mascara ran, and so did my tights
Confirming in my sights: I must be
An old boiler
So we came out this club, hot and sweaty
'Cause we've been dancing all night
And he says to me: 'Woah babe, what you doin' then?'
'Well, I think I might get a cab' I said casually
'Ah, nah nah, come back to my place
I only live just 'round the corner you can go
Home in the morning, yeah?'
'Ha, well, I don't think so, I've only known you a
Day, it's a bit soon innit?
Gimme a ring some time yeah?'
But then he starts to get mad
'Listen 'ere girl. I bought that gear you got on
I paid you in here tonight.
I bought you all them drinks and you just wanna go home
Well you must be coco'
And then he stormed off
Well, I've got a right mug. well you would wouldn't you?
So I ran after him, caught him up
And here we are walking down the street about, 100 mile per hour
Arm in arm
No talking, atmosphere you coulda cut with a knife
There's no one about, nothing to take your mind off it Y'know, no cars
Not even the occasional stray animal
It was cold and, the winds whistling through the trees
Wind blowing newspapers against my legs
So I tripped as I tried to keep up with him
And there's all these little alleyways and railway bridges
Stink of piss
And all of a sudden, he grabbed hold of my arm
And he starts to drag me up one of these alleyways
And he starts to hit me really hard against the face Y'know...
He was hittin' me and grabbin' at me
It was awful cause, like, he was so big!
Hitting me whilst. tearin' at my clothes
There was nothing I could I was, I was helpless
And then
HE TRIED TO RAPE ME!
AND THERE WAS NOTHING I COULD DO, ALL I COULD DO WAS SCREAM!
NO!
NO NO NO NO NO NOO
AGHH!
OH NOO! NO PLEASE, OH NO!
AGH!

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