He said; "What's the use, In going to the shop when, there is, Government juicing my tap. Come sit on my lap, I'll show you a good time without spending my cash, 'cause I'm not flash." I said; "I don't want a rich man, I don't want a poor man either. I don't want hot boy, But I don't want a cold boy neither." Is it to much to ask; For somebody decent? Something that might last, For more than an evening? Is there a potion, That I can motion, A magic stick, where I can cast my spell? And get rid of the dates from hell. The dates from hell. He said; "I'm a gentleman, I'll buy you dinner, And take you to the pictures." Before I could ask what film, His hands were in my knickers. I slapped him round the face, said; "You're 26, not a horny teenage kid" He chucked my out his car, And shouted "frigid". And I said; "I don't want a rich man, But I don't want a poor man either. I don't want a genious, But I don't want an idiot neither." Is it to much to ask; For somebody decent? Something that might last, For more than an evening? Is there a potion, That I can motion, A magic stick, where I can cast my spell? And get rid of the dates from hell. The dates from hell. The dates from hell. The dates from hell. We've all had them; These dates. These dates from hell. We all hate them; These dates, These dates are not very swell; These dates, from hell. Is it to much to ask; For somebody decent? Is there a potion, That I can motion? A magic stick, where I can cast my spell? And get rid of the dates from hell.