There's nothin' more dangerous than a boy with charm
He's a one-stop shop, makes the panties drop
He's a sweet-talkin', sugar-coated candyman
Ooh, yeah
"The Sussex lanes were very lovely in the autumn ... spendthrift gold
and glory of the year-end ... earth scents and the sky winds and all the
magic of the countryside which is ordained for the healing of the soul."
