Monday Night at The Club
Colins's on the fruit machineBill is on the door
Sally sucks her thumb again
What a place to score Women wearing evening gowns
At an age where they are wrinkled
Gliding to the tea dance sounds
When were they last winkled? Gladys does her only dance
The moves are all the same
The band is sad and slow tonight
And the Bingo's not my game Words: Laurie