Her Record Collection

There was a girl at a party

I saw her from a far

I didn’t know I’d love her

Till I got into her car.

“I don’t go out with westies”

She said, looking me in the eye.

“I don’t go out with Westies…

So goodbye!”

With that I thought I’d done my dash

Its music that brought us together.

I bumped into her when seeing The Clash

That made her reconsider.

Her bright yellow Mazda Capella

Pulled into the car lot

And I’m the lucky fella

Who took the passenger spot.

The Models sang out

“Happy birthday IBM”

And I had to scream out,

“The Models! I love them.”

She was fit, young, and good looking.

I wanted her love and affection.

I didn’t know I loved her

Till I saw her record collection.

Craig August 2025 -

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