In a fortnight's time 

You will be mine 

I'll bide my time 



Your a paradime 

Of woman kind 

You could be mine 



I distrust myself 

But I've got to try 

I catch your eye 



Would you like to go on a date with me? 

And I know, it's old fashioned to say so 

Five times five equals twenty five 

Don't you know your times tables by now? 

Don't you know? 



On the last train home 

You want a phone 

Instead you rub your eyes 

The reflection is grim 

In the windowpane 

It's the human stain 



Do you have a drink 

To erase the day 

There's another way 



So 

Would you like to go on a date with me? 

And I know, it's old fashioned to say so 

Five times five equals twenty five 

Don't you know your times tables by now? 

Don't you know? 



When it comes to girls I'm mostly hypothetical 

If I list their names it's purely alphabetical 

When it comes to girls I'm truely theoretical 

If I test a nerve it's merely dialetical 



And so 

Would you like to go on a date with me? 

And I know, it's old fashioned to say so 

Five times five equals twenty five 

You should know your times tables by now 

Don't you know? 

I said don't you know? 



In a fortnight's time 

You will be mine 

You will be mine