In a fortnight's timenYou will be minenI'll bide my timennYour a paradimenOf woman kindnYou could be minennI distrust myselfnBut I've got to trynI catch your eyennWould you like to go on a date with me?nAnd I know, it's old fashioned to say sonFive times five equals twenty fivenDon't you know your times tables by now?nDon't you know?nnOn the last train homenYou want a phonenInstead you rub your eyesnThe reflection is grimnIn the windowpanenIt's the human stainnnDo you have a drinknTo erase the daynThere's another waynnSonWould you like to go on a date with me?nAnd I know, it's old fashioned to say sonFive times five equals twenty fivenDon't you know your times tables by now?nDon't you know?nnWhen it comes to girls I'm mostly hypotheticalnIf I list their names it's purely alphabeticalnWhen it comes to girls I'm truely theoreticalnIf I test a nerve it's merely dialeticalnnAnd sonWould you like to go on a date with me?nAnd I know, it's old fashioned to say sonFive times five equals twenty fivenYou should know your times tables by nownDon't you know?nI said don't you know?nnIn a fortnight's timenYou will be minenYou will be mine