Night Club Hangover

I saw you on the dancefloor, The psychedelic chessboard, I checked your mate, Whilst really watching you. You caught my eye, One hyperbolic heartbeat, Was this a sine? I exat for the loo. We left The Underpass, A seedy shoddy nightclub, We took the lift, And headed for your ma's We fondled fondly, I flocked about wallpaper, We talked about the vices Of Yale constructed bra's We whirred and wheeled, Whirligigged and windmilled, My gimballs gimballed, We swat ourselves a lake. And dear Enola, Then you dropped the bombshell. The bitterest pill, Was the one you didn't take. Chorus (?) Elle and Musk After Dusk. From Rhino Tusk To Farleys Rusk.