时间：2009-12-04
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Well Fancy That (Kid Jensen Session, 16 January 1983) - Fun Boy Three
You took me to France
On the promise of teaching me French
We were told to assemble to meet up at 10
I was 12 and naive
You planned out our route
I sat in your car my suitcase in the boot
On the M1 and the A1 until we reached Dover
Through passport control you pulled your car over
On the liner we stood on the deck we left port
My first time abroad
A school trip to Fance
Well fancy that
A weekend away to parle Francais
Well fancy that
We found the hotel checked in to a room and unpacked
It had been a long day you said "let's hit the sack"
As I changed I could feel your eyes watching me
I crept into bed you pretended to read
The lights went out I fell asleep
Woke up with a shock and your hands on me
I couldn't shout I couldn't scream
Let me out let me dream
I turned onto my side
I laid there and cried
On my first night in France
Well fancy that
You terrified me I just wanted to sleep
Well fancy that
Morning came light shined through
I left France I arrived home
The hedge that you dragged me through
Led to a nervous breakdown
If I could have read
What was going on inside your head
I would have said
That I was blind to your devious mind
There's no excuse but your abuse
And the scars that it leaves
Where do you draw the line
On school trips to France
Well fancy that
You had a good time
Turned sex into crime
Well fancy that
