My mate dave potter was an avid train spotter
But my obsession was much much hotter
While he was busy spotting trains and stuff
I was spotting his girlfriend up close in the buff
When he was spotting trains from atop a bridge
I was using squirty cream straight from his fridge
When he got home with a book full of spots
I was escaping through his garden knocking over pots
Even if he knew I don't think he would care
More excited by his trains than his poor girlfriend standing bare!
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